Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (America's Got Talent Performance)

Is this the life? Is this just fantasy?
in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open eyes, look up to the skies and see

I'm just a boy, I need no sympathy
I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low
Any way the wind doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, killed a man
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's
Mama, life had begun
But now gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, didn't mean to you cry
If I'm not again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really

Too late, my time has
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the
Goodbye, everybody, got to go
Gotta leave you all and face the truth
Mama, ooh (any way the blows)
I want to die
I wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very me
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Figaro, magnifico
I'm just a boy, nobody loves me
He's a poor boy from a poor family
him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, 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, never, (will not let you go)
Let me go (oh, oh, oh)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mia, mamma mia) Mamma 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 you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do to me, baby!
Just gotta get out, just gotta get outta here!

Nothing matters, anyone can see
Nothing matters
Nothing really to me

Any way the wind