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英単語を覚えるために色々な方法を試した結果、私にとって最も効果的な方法を見つけました。

私たちは、これまでの人生で聞いてきた歌の歌詞をすべて記憶の中にすでに持っています。私たちは単にそれらに注意を払っていなかっただけですが、私たちは皆すでにそれらを聞いています。

以前に聞いたことのある歌から新しい単語を学ぶと、その単語の翻訳を永遠に知っていて、決して忘れないことに気づきました。

この方法を皆さんにもシェアしたいと思います。したがって、スキームは次のとおりです。

すでに聞いたことのある曲を見つけます。

それらの未知の単語をすべて追加します。

記憶力ゲームのミニテストに合格しました。終わり

たくさんの単語を知ったので、言語全体をすぐに理解できるようになります。

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John Mark McMillan

Between The Cracks

 

Between The Cracks

(アルバム: The Medicine - 2010)


Hope grows between
The cracks in the asphalt
In the down downtown
Ghetto streets
That contour the government
Housing intentions
Of my heart

And no one notices
The daisies don't care
About gang related violence
As long as they get enough air and
Water and sun
They're just fine

Who would have thought it but life
Is finding a way
Through this wasteland
Of cynics concrete and pain
There's a man down here
Somewhere between
Those saturday cartoons and the
Dirty magazines
He's raising the
Dead in the graveyards
Where we've laid
Down our dreams
And his name is hope

Hope stands high
On the fifteenth floor
Of a christmas tree perched
About the ledge
Of a fortress of steel
That's trying too hard
To be somebody's home
As it seized
My attention from I-85
Though the throes of the day were
Still writhing inside
I lifted my head
As I drove home that night
And knew that everything
Was gonna be fine

Who would have thought it
But life is finding a way
Through this wasteland
Of cynics concrete and pain
There's a man down here
Somewhere between
Those saturday cartoons
And the dirty magazines
He's raising the
Dead in the graveyards
Where we've laid
Down our dreams
And his name is hope

His name is hope
Everybody needs a little

His name is hope
Everybody needs a little

His name is hope
Everybody needs a little

There's a man down here
Somewhere between
Those saturday cartoons and the
Dirty magazines
He's raising the
Dead in the graveyards
Where we've laid
Down our dreams
And his name is hope

Can hear him outside
He's been singing all night
He's saying, "when are you gonna
Come out from behind"
These paper thin walls of your
Cardboard box reality

終わり

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