Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

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

Mama, just a man
Put a gun his head
Pulled my trigger, now dead
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, carry on, as if really matters

Too late, my time has
Sends shivers my spine
Body's aching all the
everybody I've got to go
Gotta leave you all and face the truth
Mama, ooo (anyway the blows)
I want to die
I sometimes wish I'd been born at all

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

But I'm a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a boy from a poor family
Spare him his from this monstrosity
come 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)
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
has a devil put aside for me
For me
For me

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

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

the wind blows