Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (Reprise)

Is this the real
Is just fantasy?
Caught in a
No escape from
your eyes
Look up to the and see
I'm just a boy, I need no sympathy
I'm easy come, easy go
A high, little low
the wind blows, doesn't 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 gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to you cry
If I'm not back again time tomorrow
Carry on, on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my has come
shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the
everybody 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 I'd never been born at all

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

But I'm a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor
Spare him his life from this
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)
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
has a devil put aside for me
For me
For me

So you think you can stop me and in my eye
So you you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby can't do this to me
Just get out just gotta get right outta here

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

Anyway the wind