Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the real Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from
Open eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I no sympathy

Because I'm easy come, easy go, high, little low
Any way the wind blows really matter to me, to me

Mama, just a man
Put a gun against his head, my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just
But now gone and thrown it all away

Mama, oh, didn't mean to you cry (Any way the wind blows)
If I'm not back again time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if really matters

Too late, my has come
Sends shivers down my spine, aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, got to go
Gotta leave you all and face the truth

Mama, oh, I want to die (Any way the wind blows)
I wish I'd never been born at all

I see a silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very me
Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo figaro

I'm a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a family
Spare him his life from this

Easy come, go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we not let you go (Let him go)
Bismillah! We not let you go (Let him go)
Bismillah! We not let you go (Let me go)
not let you go (Let me go)
not let you go (Let me go)

Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mamma mia, mamma mia, mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put for me, for me, for me

So you you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and me to die?
Oh, baby, do this to me, baby!
Just get out, just gotta get right outta here!

Nothing matters, anyone can see
Nothing really
Nothing matters to me
Any way the blows