Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

Is the real life?
Is this just
in a landslide,
No escape reality.

your eyes,
Look up to the and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I no sympathy,
Because I'm come, easy go,
Little high, low,
Anyway the wind blows doesn't really to me, to me.

Mama, just a man,
Put a gun his head,
Pulled my trigger, now dead.
Mama, life had begun,
But now I've gone and it all away.

Mama, ooh,
mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again time tomorrow,
Carry on, on as if nothing really matters.

Too late, my has come,
shivers down my spine,
Body's all the time.
Goodbye, everybody, got to go,
Gotta leave you all and face the truth.

Mama, ooh (anyway the blows),
I don't die,
I sometimes wish I'd never born at all.

I see a silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the
and lightning,
Very, very me.
(Galileo) Galileo.
(Galileo) Galileo,
Galileo
Magnifico.

I'm a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy a poor family,
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 you go
let me go, oh.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, mia, mama mia (Mama mia, let me go.)
Beelzebub has a put aside for me, for me, for me.

So you you can stone 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.

(Oh, yeah, oh yeah)

really matters,
can see,
Nothing matters,
Nothing really to me.

Anyway the blows.