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¡Probé muchas formas de memorizar palabras en inglés y encontré la más efectiva para mí!

Ya tenemos en la memoria todas las letras de las canciones que hemos escuchado a lo largo de nuestra vida. Simplemente no les prestamos atención, ¡pero todos ya los escuchamos!

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Quiero compartir este método contigo. Entonces, el esquema es el siguiente.

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Under FM Waves

 

Under FM Waves

(álbum: Story Of The New Age Cowboy - 2000)


When you're in a hole its a hard time getting out,
and there's a few bad men full of bread and grins, who don't want you on their cloud,
And if you're asking for a hand, well they'll give you one, that will push you back in place,
and its that same hand that pays the man that's running FM waves.

When you're outside, they like you looking in,
and they'll drink champagne to that windowpane where they've found a thousand peeping men,
And even if you don't want to sell your tune, they might take it from you anyway,
And you'll feel wronged when you hear your song being shattered over FM waves.

My heroes are not cowboys, they're the ones who sing about them,
Not caring if they're paid or have a place to lay their head,
cause dough will always come and go, but a good song will never grey,
Well, you'd never know from radio, but there's gold under FM waves.

So Mr. Big Wig, no I wouldn't want to take your place,
Cause I don't want to find your Frecnh wine when I'm looking for saving grace,
You can always close your ears, cause one day my voice will fade away,
but there will always be a bunch like me, playing music under FM waves.

My heroes are not cowboys, they're the ones who sing about them,
Not caring if they're paid or have a place to lay their head,
cause dough will always come and go, but a good song never greys,
Well, you'd never know from radio, but there's gold under FM waves.

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