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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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Cal Scruby

Runnin'

 

Runnin'

(album: House In The Hills - 2015)


Got dreams...

I got dreams of selling out the Fillmore
Number one on Billboard's
Count a hundred thousand on the bed and there's still more
Tell myself I gotta get my mind right and chill more
But the bills say I gotta kill more so line 'em up
I'm drinking straight from the bottle, I couldn't find a cup
I watched the second hand ticking until the time was up
The time is now, I'm riding 'round with cameras on
A nice night, the lights bright, the candles glowing
The wick burning, I sip bourbon, the whip turning
They try flipping the script, they only flip burgers
They don't concern us, to each his own
I'm reaching high, they reaching out, they always leeching on
This here a sermon, yeah, I'm preaching on
They yelling Amen
And I'm just wishing I could save them
Driving down the road, I'm the Rolls in the pavement
House in the hills, but a house ain't a home if it's vacant
It's vacant...
It's vacant

I know you wanna get away
I know you wanna get away
Tell me, what are you running from?
Tell me, what are you waiting for?
Don't you know that it's coming?
Don't you know that it's coming?

I go so deep in my mind, I don't know when I'll surface
Take a breath, head first into something uncertain
Searching for gold, threw this away like I knew this was old
The temperature perfect, the verses are cold
Imagine that, came back with something that's brand new
If you don't stand up, how they gonna understand you?
Cause they all brainwashed, this music the shampoo
(I'm) Head and Shoulders above 'em, I can't lose
Man, to be the one chosen is something you can't choose (can't choose)
You gotta play the hand that you're dealt
You gotta start counting your blessings instead of your wealth
And if you try to make a change, you better start with yourself
And stop running...
Stop running

I know you wanna get away
I know you wanna get away
Tell me, what are you running from?
Tell me, what are you waiting for?
Don't you know that it's coming?
Don't you know that it's coming?

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?