Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (Live)

Is this the real
Is just fantasy?
Caught in a
No escape from

your eyes
Look up to the and see
I'm a poor boy
I no sympathy,

Because I'm come, easy go
A little high, low
Anyway the wind
really matter to me, to me

Mama, killed a man
Put a gun against his
my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, had just begun

But now I've gone and it all away
Mama, oh
Didn't mean to you cry
If I'm not back again this tomorrow

Carry on, on
As if nothing really
Too late, my time has
Sends shivers down my
Body's aching all the
everybody, I've got to go

Gotta leave you all
And face the
Mama, oh, I want to die
I wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche will you do the
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very me
Galileo,

Galileo,
Galileo, figaro,
I'm just a boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor
Spare him his life from this

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, oh
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put for me

For me
For me
So you
You can stone me and in my eye
So you think you can me
And me to die
Oh baby, do this to me baby
Just get out
Just gotta get outta here
Oh, oh yeah, oh
Nothing really
can see
Nothing matters
Nothing matters to me
the wind blows