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Buna ziua! Eu sunt Lirkit!

Am încercat multe moduri de a reține cuvinte în engleză și am găsit-o pe cea mai eficientă pentru mine!

Avem deja în memorie toate cuvintele cântecelor pe care le-am auzit de-a lungul vieții. Pur și simplu nu le-am dat atenție, dar le auzim deja cu toții!

Am observat că atunci când înveți un cuvânt nou dintr-un cântec pe care ai mai auzit-o deja, știi deja traducerea acestui cuvânt pentru totdeauna și nu o vei uita niciodată!

Vreau să vă împărtășesc această metodă. Deci, schema este următoarea.

Găsim cântece pe care le-am auzit deja.

Adăugăm toate cuvintele necunoscute din ele.

Trecem mini teste de jocuri de memorie. Terminat

Acum că știi o mulțime de cuvinte, vei ajunge foarte repede să cunoști întreaga limbă!

Pun pariu că vei fi surprins cât de eficientă este această metodă!)

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Eight Crazy Hours (In The Story Of Love)

 

Eight Crazy Hours (In The Story Of Love)

(album: Keep On Loving You - 2009)


It was something as simple
As making the bed
That kicked off the voice
Inside her head
She was smoothing the sheet
With the palm of her hand
When the thought struck home
"I don't know who I am"

And she sat cross-legged
On the bedroom floor
And thought
There's 3 people in this house
That don't need me anymore
And she cried like a baby
In a pile of dirty clothes

Oh, should I be more care free
Should I be more sexy
Should I be more friend, than mom
And the dryer was buzzing
And the TV was blaring
And she wanted to call her mother

It was something as simple
As checking in to that cheap motel
Out on Highway 10
Was it the sting of leaving
Or using her maiden name
That took all of the fun
Out of running away
And she cried like a baby
In the tub of room 5

Oh, should I be more care free
Should I be more sexy
Should I be more friend, than mom
And her head was buzzing
And the TV was blaring
And she wanted to call her husband

It was something as simple
As picking up the kids
That her back to Earth again
She'd been to the dark side of the moon
She had to keep it to herself
So she grabbed Kentucky Fried Chicken
For supper

Oh, but she looked more care free
And she looked more sexy
And she looked more friend than mom
And the table talk was buzzing
And the TV, it was blaring
And they all sat and laughed at each other

It was something as simple
As not giving up
And eight crazy hours
In the story of love

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