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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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The Weeks

Book Of Ruth

 

Book Of Ruth

(album: Buttons - 2014)


Poor little baby, blood on her hand
She said she's losing her mind
She rolls her eyes, and speaks in tongues
Said it gets better with time

She wraps her head in bandages
To keep the words in her mouth
She prayed for more than what's in store
Then locked the doors to her house

Oh, it's me, I've been dead for years
Let me haunt you while I wake
It's not the life I chose to live
But it's the one I'll gladly take
I never said we were perfect
Let me count the ways we hate
I guess all that I have to do is wait

Inside this house, the lights are dim
We count the cracks in the paint
I got a map, she colored coastlines [?]
And all the people to save

Out on the sidewalk, wrapped in a sheet
She kissed the hands as she passed
She made a likeness out of paper
And lit the end with a match

Oh, it's me, I've been dead for years
Let me haunt you while I wake
It's not the life I chose to live
But it's the one I'll gladly take
I never said we were perfect
Let me count the ways we hate
I guess all that I have to do is wait

Poor little baby, dropped in a nightmare [?]
And she was losing her mind
And on her deathbed, with her last breath
She said, "Well, at least I tried"

Oh, it's me, I've been dead for years
Let me haunt you while I wake
It's not the life I chose to live
But it's the one I'll gladly take
I never said we were perfect
Let me count the ways we hate
I guess all that I have to do is wait
Oh, I guess all that I have to do is wait

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?