Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the life?
Is just fantasy?
Caught in a
No from reality
Open your
up to the skies and see
I'm just a boy, I need no sympathy
I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, low
Anyway the wind blows, really matter to me, to me

Mama, just a man
Put a gun against his
my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had begun
But now I've gone and it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't to make you cry
If I'm not back this time tomorrow
on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my has come
Sends down my spine
aching all the time
Goodbye I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and the truth
Mama, ooo (anyway the blows)
I don't to 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 lightning very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro -

But I'm just a poor boy and loves me
He's just a poor boy a poor family
Spare him his life from monstrosity
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
has a devil put aside for me
For me
For me

So you think you can stone me and in my eye
So you think you can me and leave me to die
Oh baby do this to me baby
Just get out just gotta get right outta here

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

the wind blows