Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (2011 Remaster)

Is the real life?
Is this fantasy?
Caught in a
No escape from
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 really to me, to me
Mama, just the man

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

Too late, my has come

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

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

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

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

He's just a boy from a poor family
Spare him his from this monstrosity
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
Beelzebub has a put aside for me

for me
for me
So you you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you you can love me and leave me to die

Oh baby - do this to me baby
gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh
Nothing matters
can see
Nothing really - nothing really matters to me
the wind blows...