Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the life?
Is this just
in a landslide
No escape reality
Open your
up to the skies and see
I'm a poor boy (Poor boy)
I no sympathy
Because I'm come, easy go
high, little low
Any way the blows
Doesn't matter to me, to me

Mama killed a man
Put a gun against his
Pulled my trigger, now he's
Mama, life has just
But now I've gone and it all away
Mama, ooh
mean to make you cry
If I'm not back this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing 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, oooooooh (Anyway the blows)
I don't to die
Sometimes wish I'd been born at all

Solo]

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

I'm just a poor boy loves me
He's just a poor boy from a family
Spare him his life from 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 (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
has the 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, can't do this to me,
Just gotta get out, gotta get right outta here

[Guitar
(Oooh yeah, yeah)

Nothing really
can see
Nothing really
really matters to me

Any way the blows...