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Hallo! Ik ben Lirkit!

Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

Nu je veel woorden kent, zul je heel snel de hele taal leren kennen!

Ik wed dat je verrast zult zijn hoe effectief deze methode is!)

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Soulmate

 

Soulmate

(album: Leche Con Carne! - 1995)


Monday morning you woke up crying,
The outcome of a stupid line, oh,
Said by some punk-ass on the street.

It wasn't me, it wasn't you,
It wasn't anybody you knew, is it
Your old friend insecurity?

The one companion
That stuck by your side since you were born.

Tuesday night you were in a fight,
The same old argument, black and white.
It's something that's eating your inside.

It's not the food, it's not the booze,
It isn't anything consumed so is it
Becoming a problem you can't hide?

And all those times
You thought that you were wrong, you were right.

The devil on your shoulder
Gives you strength and paranoia,
The countless times you called a few.

Your best friend 'til the end of time,
They'll always be there by your side.
Solidify conditions you've abused.

What that means you'll never have a clue.

More than just a lifelong friend,
No social life, I guess we can pretend,
It's not like I care but anyway...

You always wanna leave, you never wanna stay,
'Cause you think if you drink too much then you will lose it,
You'll drink your security away.

The one companion
That stuck by your side since you were born.

The little voice inside your head,
Annoying and confusing,
That somehow tells you what to do.

Socially you've lost your mind
And basically you're out of time.
You try to build so much it breaks on you.

What that means you'll never have a clue.

What that means you'll never have a,
What that means you'll never have a,
What that means you'll never have a clue.

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?