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你好! 我是Lirkit !

我尝试了很多方法来记忆英语单词,最后找到了对我来说最有效的一种!

我们一生中听过的所有歌曲的歌词都已记在我们的记忆中。我们根本没有注意到他们,但我们都已经听到了!

我注意到,当你从一首以前听过的歌曲中学习一个新单词时,你已经永远知道这个单词的翻译,并且永远不会忘记它!

我想把这个方法分享给大家。所以,方案如下。

我们找到我们已经听过的歌曲。

我们添加了其中所有不熟悉的单词。

我们通过了记忆游戏的迷你测试。完毕

现在您已经认识了很多单词,您很快就会了解整个语言!

我打赌你会惊讶于这种方法的有效性!)

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Them Fallen

 

Them Fallen

(专辑: Sleepin' Rough - 2016)


I know you exist, for years I have said so
My arms couldn't hold you, though my heart couldn't let go
Are you somewhere out there tonight still singing to me?
I've been tempted to skip to the edge of the story
Uncover whatever this life's keeping for me
But I know in my heart that I'd yearn all the years in between
Oh are you somewhere out there tonight still singing to me?

And if fortune favours the brave
And nothing much favours a slave
But the bones o' them fallen make poor company
Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away

Three blasts on her whistle to tell me she's leaving me
Onto her next port of call
And now her portarait will hang like the rest down 'The Fortune of War'
And she knows I can't sleep with no roof there above me
No matter how bitterly cold
Me old patch by the steps to the harbour'll do me no harm
No never so long as I've courage and strength in me arm

And if fortune favours the brave
And nothing much favours a slave
But the bones o' them fallen make poor company
Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away

And if fortune favours the brave
And nothing much favours a slave
But the bones o' them fallen make poor company
Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away

I still see their faces, the names though escape me
Some whisper greetin's and some o' them hate me
They've murdered this city I love and silenced her call
And it's them who would say it was better to love
They don't sound like they've lost much at all
Oh, and you pray for my soul?
I've no Gods and no masters above me and no further to fall

And if fortune favours the brave
And nothing much favours a slave
But the bones o' them fallen make poor company
Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away
Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?