Luyện nghe bài hát The return of Jimi Hendrix

I dreamed about Hendrix
He back for one day
Was born weepin' out of an egg, the mid-wife
And straight away to pray with lifted head

He spent the early
with the morning stars
And he came over to my house
he tried out my guitar

He was young and and beautiful
Big eyed, perfect
And he played my like a lightning storm
twirlin' feathers in the wind

He could make it sound the end of the world
A fire, the of a knife
He squeeze it slow and masterful
Like the hand that brought the world to

Together we strolled in sculptured
the sleepy afternoon
Maids dartin' back and forth
From a window came a tune

Angels dressed as toyed with playin' cards
Looters sprung from filled the yard

A yellow sun hung low and
And as it
Jimi stood up
Grinned and shook his velvet

Callin' himself King
In the evening he wild
Played on a stages
In the of New York

Lit the end to end
it up, fired it up
Scarved,
Long-legged,
Athletic, driven,

He made all Manhattan
And every street and quake
His Stratocaster caused the Empire State to vibrate

His bar caused shock-eyed punks from
Hackensack and
on speed, metal and rap
To enter trance and

He Purple Haze and Pyramid
child and Sin-E
Up from the skies and storm
In King Wah Wah Hut

He did a forty-two
rise in future shocks
Star Banner
In the back of

He stopped every clock in New state
And every heart heard him
And itself was beaten and confused
And fell lamblike under the spell of his flashing fingers

He played an encore at the End
A heart Little Wing
Even the waiters and then we fell outside
And in the dusty dawn of Bleecker
A rain fell and Jimi died