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 hours
Communing with the stars
And he came over to my house
Where he tried out my

He was and black and beautiful
Big eyed, perfect
And he played my guitar like a storm
Like twirlin' feathers in the

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

we strolled in sculptured gardens
Passed the sleepy
Maids were dartin' and forth
From a window came a tune

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

A yellow sun low and yawned
And as it
Jimi up straight
Grinned and shook his hips

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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