Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (2011 Remaster)

Is the real life?
Is just fantasy?
Caught in a
No escape reality
your eyes
Look up to the and see
I'm a poor boy, I need no sympathy
I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low
Anyway the blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, killed the man

Put a gun his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's
Mama, life had just
But now gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time
Carry on, carry on, as if really matters

Too late, my time has

shivers down my spine
Body's all the time
Goodbye everybody - got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the blows)
I don't to die

I sometimes wish I'd never born at all
I see a little of a man

Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very me
Gallileo,

Gallileo,
Figaro - magnifico
But I'm just a boy and nobody loves me

He's a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life this monstrosity
Easy easy 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 (never)
let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
has a devil put aside 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 - can't do to me baby
Just gotta get out - just get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh
really matters
can see
Nothing really - nothing really matters to me
the wind blows...