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 said
And straight began to pray with lifted head

He spent the early
Communing with the morning
And he came over to my house
Where he tried out my

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

He could make it like the end of the world
A fire, the flick of a
He could it slow and masterful
Like the hand brought the world to life

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

Angels dressed as nurses toyed playin' cards
sprung from prisons filled the yard

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

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

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

He made all shake
And every street and quake
His Stratocaster the mighty Empire State to vibrate

His whammy bar caused shock-eyed from
and Yonkers
Raised on speed, and rap
To enter and levitate

He played Purple Haze and
child and Sin-E
Up the skies and storm free
In Tut's Wah Wah Hut

He did a forty-two
Cosmic rise in shocks
Star Spangled
In the of CBGBs

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

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