Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the real
Is just fantasy?
Caught in a
No escape from
Open eyes
up to the skies and see
I'm a poor boy (Poor boy)
I no sympathy
Because I'm come, easy go
Little high, low
Any way the blows
Doesn't really to me, to me

Mama just a man
Put a gun against his
Pulled my trigger, now dead
Mama, life has begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all
Mama, ooh
mean to make you cry
If I'm not back this time tomorrow
on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my has come
Sends shivers my spine
Body's all the time
Goodbye,
got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the
Mama, (Anyway the wind blows)
I don't to die
Sometimes I'd never been born at all

Solo]

I see a little of a man
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, frightening me
(Galileo) (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro

I'm just a boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy a poor family
Spare him his life from 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 (Will not let you go)
Let me go (Will not let you go) (Never, never, never, never)
Let me go, o, o, o, o
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mia, mama mia) Mama Mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put 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, do this to me, baby
gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

[Guitar
(Oooh yeah, yeah)

Nothing really
can see
Nothing matters
Nothing really to me

Any way the blows...