Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (2011 Remaster)

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

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

Too late, my has come

Sends shivers down my
aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the
Mama, ooo - (anyway the blows)
I want to die

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

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

Gallileo,
Figaro - magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy and loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor
him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - 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 mama mia, mia, mama mia let me go
has a devil put aside for me

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

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