Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

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

Mama, killed a man
Put a gun his head
my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to you cry
If I'm not back again this tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if really matters

Too late, my time has
shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the
Goodbye everybody 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 been at all

I see a little of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the
and lightning very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro -

But I'm just a poor boy and loves me
He's a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this
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
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 mama mia, mama mia, mia let me go
Beelzebub has a put aside for me
For me
For me

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

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

Anyway the blows