Luyện nghe bài hát The return of Jimi Hendrix

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

He spent the hours
Communing with the morning
And then he over to my house
Where he out my guitar

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

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

Together we in sculptured gardens
Passed the sleepy
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 yellow sun hung low and
And as it
stood up straight
Grinned and shook his hips

Callin' himself Electric
In the evening he went
Played on a dozen
In the of New York

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

He all Manhattan shake
And every street and quake
His caused the mighty Empire State to vibrate

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

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

He did a minute
Cosmic in future shocks
Star Spangled
In the back of

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

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