Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the real
Is this just
Caught in a
No from reality
your eyes
Look up to the 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
really matter to me, to me

Mama killed a man
Put a gun against his
my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life has begun
But now gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh
Didn't to make you cry
If I'm not back this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really

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

[Guitar

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

I'm just a poor boy loves me
He's a poor boy from a poor family
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 (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 mama mia, mia) Mama Mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the put aside for me, for me, for me!

So you you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta

Solo]
(Oooh yeah, yeah)

Nothing matters
can see
Nothing really
really matters to me

Any way the blows...