Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (The Voice France 2017)

Is this the real
Is just fantasy?
in a landslide,
No escape reality.

your eyes,
Look up to the and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I no sympathy,
I'm easy come, easy go,
Little high, low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't matter to me, to me.

Mama, killed a man,
Put a gun his head,
my trigger, now he's dead.
Mama, had just begun,
But now I've gone and it all away.

Mama, ooh,
Didn't to make you cry,
If I'm not back this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if really matters.

Too late, my has come,
shivers down my spine,
Body's all the time.
Goodbye, everybody, got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and the truth.

Mama, ooh (any way the blows),
I wanna die,
I sometimes wish I'd never born at all.

I see a little of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, you do the Fandango?
and lightning,
Very, very me.
(Galileo) Galileo.
(Galileo) Galileo,
Figaro
Magnifico-o-o-o-o.

I'm just a poor boy, loves me.
He's just a poor boy from a family,
Spare him his life 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 let you go (Never, never, never, let me go)
Oh oh oh oh
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 think you can love me and me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do to me, baby,
gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.

(Ooooh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

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

Any way the blows.