Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (2011 Remaster)

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

Put a gun his head
my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just
But now I've gone and it all away
Mama, ooo
mean to make you cry
If I'm not again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing matters

Too late, my has come

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

I wish I'd never been born at all
I see a silhouetto of a man

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

Gallileo,
Figaro - magnifico
But I'm a poor boy and 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 (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 think you can stone me and in my eye
So you think you can love me and me to die

Oh - can't do this to me baby
Just get out - just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh
Nothing really
can see
Nothing matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the blows...