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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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Pagan Trance

(album: Lux Mundi - 2011)


Hey!

They're on their way to a higher place
Lightly dressed with undisputed grace
Statues of flesh animated with light
They tend to show what they want to hide

They caress the air with every move they make
Graceful and reverent they give, they don't fake
They're like poems to the splendour of creation
Barefoot they go in charming procession

Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks
The sun, the air, the water and earth
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs
The sun, the air, the water and earth

With flowers in their hair like a crown of noon
They're offering their all to the sun, to the moon
One follows the other while the first follow the last
They're living the moment with no future or past

Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks
The sun, the air, the water and earth
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs
The sun, the air, the water and earth...
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs
The sun, the air, the water and earth

While rooted in the ground they're floating in the air
Enigmatic and sensual, they let nature have her share

They are here but they don't belong
Talking in riddles without moving their lips
They're forming a chain with ever open links

Hey!
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks
The sun, the air, the water and earth
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs
The sun, the air, the water and earth

The sun, the air, the water and earth

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?