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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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When Your Colours Go

 

When Your Colours Go

(album: But For All These Shrinking Hearts - 2015)


I am the colour of an autumn flurry of leaves in a breeze for you
And I am a study in hues of grey and the blue of a broken day for you
Oh, the hurry, the press of your body in the embers of an afternoon
Now I spend my money on something stupid, trying to believe I belong to you

Oh, when the colours go, when the colours go, they won't come back
You strip me right, you strip them right out, so maybe you would welcome that
And I don't know where your colours go but if your colours go I won't come back
I won't come back but maybe you would welcome that

Oh, we linger in the cold comfort of each other in your bedroom
And we are the colour of something borrowed, trying to believe we're something new

And oh, when your colours go, when your colours go they won't come back
You strip me right, you strip them right out so maybe you would welcome that
And I don't know where your colours go but when your colours go they don't come back
You strip me right, you strip me right out so maybe you would welcome that
I won't come back but maybe you would welcome that

And in this garden we were barely kept
So maybe more should be less
We're only antique blooms, on an unmade bed

And oh, when your colours go, when your colours go I won't come back
You strip me right, you strip me right out so maybe you would welcome that
And I don't know where your colours go but when your colours go they won't come back
You strip me right, you strip me right out so maybe you would welcome that
And I don't know where your colours go but when your colours go they won't come back
They don't come back and maybe you would welcome that

And I am the colour of an autumn flurry of leaves in a breeze for you
And I am a study in hues of grey, and the blue of a broken day for you

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