Luyện nghe bài hát The return of Jimi Hendrix

I dreamed about Jimi
He back for one day
Was born weepin' out of an egg, the said
And straight away to pray with lifted head

He spent the early
Communing the morning stars
And he came over to my house
he tried out my guitar

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

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

Together we in sculptured gardens
Passed the afternoon
were dartin' back and forth
From a window came a violin

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

A yellow sun hung low and
And as it
Jimi stood up
Grinned and shook his 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 quake
His Stratocaster caused the mighty Empire to vibrate

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

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

He did a forty-two
Cosmic rise in shocks
Spangled Banner
In the back of

He stopped every clock in New York
And heart that heard him
And time was beaten and confused
And lamblike under the spell of his fabulous 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 and Jimi died