Luyện nghe bài hát The return of Jimi Hendrix

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

He spent the hours
Communing with the stars
And then he came to my house
he tried out my guitar

He was young and black and
Big eyed, skinned
And he played my like a lightning storm
Like twirlin' feathers in the

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

we strolled in sculptured gardens
Passed the afternoon
Maids were dartin' back and
From a came a violin tune

dressed as nurses toyed with playin' cards
Looters from prisons filled the yard

A sun hung low and yawned
And as it
Jimi up straight
and shook his velvet hips

Callin' himself King
In the evening he wild
Played on a dozen
In the clubs of New

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

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

His whammy bar caused punks from
and Yonkers
Raised on speed, and rap
To trance and levitate

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

He did a minute
Cosmic rise in shocks
Spangled Banner
In the back of

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

He an encore at the Bitter End
A burst Little Wing
Even the waiters and then we fell outside
And in the dawn of Bleecker Street
A sweet rain fell and Jimi