Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (2011 Remaster)

Is this the life?
Is this fantasy?
Caught in a
No from reality
Open eyes
up to the skies and see
I'm a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, go, little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, really matter to me, to me
Mama, killed the man

Put a gun against his
Pulled my trigger, now he's
Mama, life had begun
But now gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't to make you cry
If I'm not back again time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing matters

Too late, my time has

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

I sometimes wish I'd been born at all
I see a little of a man

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

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

He's just a poor boy from a poor
Spare him his life 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 you can love me and leave me to die

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