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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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Ralph McTell

Claudia

 

Claudia

(专辑: You Well-Meaning Brought Me Here - 1971)


Friday evening finds me in a favourite bar of mine
Drinking with some friends with whom I like to spend my time
When in comes John and he's bleeding, from his mouth and from his chin
I said "My friend John, come here and tell me what kind of trouble have you been in

And he said, you wont believe it, I can't believe this myself
Will you let me sit down, can you give me a drink, and a handkerchief for my love

You see Friday evening finds me coming down to meet you here
I've got nothing more on my mind than a long cool glass of beer
When these four guys that jumped me, and they did this to my face
And one of them shouted something about my colour and my race

Oh no, I don't want to believe it, but there's this ringing that's in my ears
And if it wasn't for the pain to remind me again, I swear I'd have to break down in tears

And Claudia's from Harlem, she warned it wouldn't do no good
Sitting with your safe friends when you talk of brotherhood
You "back-bar-revolutioneries" only talk about what to do
You end up too drunk on your theories, to ever see then through

Oh no, I cannot believe it, has it really got this late
I can't put the clock back, a few cool beers, and say it's all been a big mistake

Claudia's from Harlem, she's an artist and she works
She's reflected all your sympathy, how can you ask for hers
Too late for you to say now, you know just how she feels
While you fumble with your modelling clay, Claudia builds in steel

And Friday evening finds me stacked up drunk against the wall
Will you hold on John, for I'm feeling bad and if you slip we'll both fall
For John is as white as I am, and we both love everyone
I thought everybody must've known that by now, but they have all gone home

Oh no, I cannot believe it, has it really got this late
I can't put the clock back, a few cool beers, and say it's all been a big mistake
Oh no, I don't want to believe it, but until the ringing is in their ears
They're gonna swear to God they never thought those things could happen here

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?