Luyện nghe bài hát The return of Jimi Hendrix

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

He the early hours
Communing with the stars
And then he came to my house
Where he tried out my

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

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

Together we strolled in sculptured
Passed the afternoon
Maids were back and forth
a window came a violin tune

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

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

Callin' himself King
In the evening he went
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 street and sidewalk
His Stratocaster caused the mighty Empire State to

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

He played Haze and Pyramid
Voodoo child and
Up from the skies and storm
In Tut's Wah Wah Hut

He did a minute
rise in future shocks
Star Banner
In the back of

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

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