Luyện nghe bài hát The return of Jimi Hendrix

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

He spent the hours
Communing with the 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 guitar like a storm
Like twirlin' feathers in the

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

Together we strolled in gardens
the sleepy afternoon
Maids were back and forth
From a window a violin tune

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

A sun hung low and yawned
And as it
stood up straight
Grinned and his velvet hips

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

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

He made all Manhattan
And every street and sidewalk
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 Purple Haze and
Voodoo child and
Up from the and storm free
In King Wah Wah Hut

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

He stopped clock in New York state
And every that heard him
And time was beaten and confused
And fell lamblike the spell of his fabulous flashing fingers

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