Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the life?
Is this just
in a landslide
No escape reality
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 wind blows, really matter to me, to me

Mama, killed a man
Put a gun against his
Pulled my trigger, now he's
Mama, life had just
But now I've and thrown it all away
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 all the time
everybody I've got to go
Gotta leave you all and face the truth
Mama, ooo (anyway the blows)
I don't to die
I sometimes I'd never been born at all

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

But I'm just a poor boy and loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor
Spare him his from this 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, mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a 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 can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out just gotta get outta here

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

the wind blows