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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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Put A Penny In The Slot

 

Put A Penny In The Slot

(album: The End Of History - 2006)


I apologize
Seem to have arrived
On what items in my bag from your house
There's cutlery
A tablecloth, some Hennessy
And a book on Presidents deceased
I'll have them Fed-Exed to you
It was a strange thing to do
I hope we can still be friends
Ah, it was not me
But someone else, you see
Twisting the steering reins

Put a penny in the slot and make an
Artificial li-ii-iight shine
Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line

I don't give advice
But be wise and think twice
Before getting involved in a game
Where the minority
Face the majority
Who are faceless and born without names
Was it knock synch when
We came across three men
They had church candles wrapped in newspaper
I bought two from them
And I'll lit one for you
I hope the message made it's way down the wire

Put a penny in the slot and make an
Artificial li-ii-iight shine
Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line

The soul of a dog
He's alive and not gone
To the farm like the others said
A Rhodesian richback
Off the beaten track
In a furniture shop down on the quays
For the loneliness you foster
I suggest Paul Auster
A book called Timbuktu

Put a penny in the slot and watch the
Drunken sailor boy dance
She will not let you be
Her lov-ver
She goes out looking for
The taxi
Her phone is ringing straight to
Message-minder
Send out a battalion to
Find her

Put a penny in the slot and count the
Swans through a te-elescope
I can't help from crying
I wish you were mine

When I was seventeen
I followed my dream
Up into a high-rise block
The adventures of Augie March
By Saul Bel-low
Was all I had for company
At night time I'd lie
In Beckingham Pike
With tears like flashbulbs
And recall my treasure
Searching days
In the rock pools as a kid

To the remains of
The cherub plains
Or around the bonfire in Nailors? cove
Good company and grief
Sit like a doc leaf
Sits beside a singing nett-le

Put a penny in the slot and make an
Artificial li-ii-iight shi-iine
Leave go-ooo. My golden arm

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?