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Exercise4. Listen to the song and check your answers
Killing me softly with his song Exercise2. Study the words and word combinations, make up some sentences. Listening Focus Exercise2. Make a panel with the following topics on the agenda. The number of children in a family in the modern life The role of the state in the formation of a family
Exercise1. Listen to the song “Killing me softly with his song.” Look at the title and the opening lines of the song. Strumming my pain with his fingers, Singing my life with his words, Killing me softly with his song … What do you think the song is about? Do you think it is a romantic song? Is it a sad song? Strum, stranger to have a style, to flush with fever, to be embarrassed, despair Exercise3. Look at the verses of the song and put the lines in the correct order. The first each verse is given to you.
I heard he sang a good song To listen for a while A stranger to my eyes I heard he had a style. And so I came to see him And there he was this young boy
I felt all flushed with fever, And read each one out loud. embarrassed by the crowd. I felt he’d found my letters But he just kept right on I prayed that he would finish
He sang as if he knew me Singing clear and strong And then he looked right through me as if I wasn’t there. As if I wasn’t there In all my dark despair, But he just kept on singing.
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