Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the life?
Is just fantasy?
in a landslide
No from reality
your eyes
Look up to the and see
I'm a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, go
Little high, low
Anyway the blows, doesn't really matter to me
To me

Mama, killed a man
Put a gun against his
Pulled my trigger, now dead
Mama, life had just
But now I've gone and thrown it all
Mama,
Didn't mean to 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 behind and face the
Mama, ooooooooooh (Any way the blows)
I don't die
I sometimes wish I'd never born at all

I see a silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and - very very frightening me
Galileo,
Galileo,
Galileo
(oh, oh, oh, oh!)
I'm a poor boy, nobody loves me
just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life this monstrosity
Easy easy 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
not let you go - let me go - (Never, never, never, never, never let me go!)
not let you go - let me go, oh, oh, oh, oh -
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh, Mama Mia, Mama Mia, 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, can't do to me baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get out of here

Ooo, ooo
Ooo

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

Any way the blows...