Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the life?
Is just fantasy?
Caught in a
No escape from
Open eyes
up to the skies and see
I'm a poor boy, I need no sympathy
I'm easy come, easy go
A high, little low
Anyway the blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, killed a man
Put a gun his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's
Mama, life had just
But now I've gone and it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't 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 aching all the
everybody I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and the truth
Mama, ooo (anyway the blows)
I want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never born at all

I see a little of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning very very me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Figaro - magnifico

But I'm just a poor boy and nobody 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
not let you go let me go (never)
let you go let me go
let me go ooo
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 stop 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

Ooh yeah, ooh
really matters
can see
Nothing matters nothing really matters to me

Anyway the blows