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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!

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He Without Sin i) Halation

 

He Without Sin i) Halation

(album: Opera Oblivia - 2016)


Who put the cross in your hands
The beads around your neck?
The needle in their arms
The hood around their heads?
Sanctuary

And so they say; 'Let he without sin, cast the first stone'
While they pile up their rocks from within their glass homes
And now, no, nothing means much, 'till it's written in our blood
But oh, the bloodshed that we've condoned
If the grief is inexhaustible and the guilt is unendurable
Then how is one to bear their family name?
Oh holy ghost, tell me, where did you go?
All that you left behind is shame

To the priest that steals purity while he whispers holy things
To the pig besmirching the innocent behind the pretence of peace

Who put the cross in your hands
The beads around your neck?
The needle in their arms
The hood around their heads?
Who put the cross in your hands
The beads around your neck?
The needle in their arms
The hood around their heads?

So here I stand, a sinner of inattention
In this parody of parity
How is this still happening
After we've lost so many?
Sanctuary
Sanctuary

To the priest that steals purity while he whispers holy things
To the pig besmirching the innocent behind the pretence of peace

(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, go)
To He drenched in sin
To the reprehensible limb
Of the Lord's honest, faithful kin
Those demons clad in sheepskin
Tell me Does it make you feel sick?
Tell-me doesn't-it make you feel sick?
And isn't it time we stood up?
And isn't it time that we sung?

Who put the cross in your hands
The beads around your neck?
The needle in their arms
The hood around their heads?
Who put the cross in your hands
The beads around your neck?
The needle in their arms
The hood around their heads?
Who put the cross in your hands
The beads around your neck?
The needle in their arms
The hood around their heads?
Who put the cross in your hands
The beads around your neck?
The needle in their arms
The hood around their heads?

Does he celebrate his faith
Or does he mourn it?
Absolve the sins of all the wicked
Or absorb them?
Does he celebrate his faith
Or does he mourn it?
Absolve the sins of all the wicked
Or absorb them?

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