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¡Felicidades! ¡Soy Lirkit!

¡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!

Me di cuenta de que cuando aprendes una nueva palabra de una canción que ya has escuchado antes, ¡ya sabes la traducción de esa palabra para siempre y nunca la olvidarás!

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

Encontramos canciones que ya hemos escuchado.

Agregamos todas las palabras desconocidas de ellos.

Pasamos mini pruebas de juegos de memoria. hecho

Ahora que sabes muchas palabras, ¡rápidamente llegarás a conocer el idioma completo!

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In Remission

 

In Remission

(álbum: Rented World - 2014)


I've got a winning lotto ticket from the state of Massachusetts,
Tucked in the back of my wallet,
I'll cash it when I'm back in Boston,
With a blank eye from the cashier,
for why it's torn and busted... up.

I remember that moment of silence,
I was at a mall in Norwich,
Shoppers stared at the ground,
The escalators went on smoke breaks,
Oh 1918, you've yet to see the worst of humans acting.

Maybe the future's just a little bit weird,
Maybe the God you love is all I've got to fear.
Life's a terminal illness in remission,
So I took the weight of it all out for a drink,
And then we drove back drunk through the busy city streets.

I hate how I always get nervous every time I try to speak,
In front of a big crowd, a pretty girl, or the police.
And I hate the things that I know about you,
And all the horrible things that you do.
I don't want to be late for war today,
I want to chew up my dinner and spit in your face,
Light fire to your home and tap your cell phone.

Oh yeah!

If everyone needs a crutch, then I need a wheelchair
I need a reason to reason with you.
If everyone needs a crutch, then I need a wheelchair
I need a reason to reason with you.
If everyone needs a crutch, then I need a wheelchair
I need a reason to reason with you.
If everyone needs a crutch, then I need a wheelchair
I need a reason to reason with you.

Oh yeah!

If everyone needs a crutch then I need a wheelchair
I need a reason to reason with you.
If everyone needs a crutch then I need a wheelchair
I need a reason to reason with you.

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