Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody

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

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

Too late, my time has
shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the
Goodbye I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and the truth
Mama, ooo (anyway the blows)
I want to die
I sometimes I'd never been born at all

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

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 mia, mama mia, mama 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 you can love me and leave 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 matters nothing really to me

Anyway the wind