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

Is this the real
Is this just
in a landslide,
No from reality.

Open eyes,
up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come, go,
high, little 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, life had begun,
But now I've gone and it all away.

Mama, ooh,
Didn't to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this tomorrow,
on, carry on as if nothing really matters.

Too late, my has come,
Sends down my spine,
aching all the time.
Goodbye, everybody, got to go,
leave you all behind and face the truth.

Mama, ooh (any way the blows),
I don't die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been at all.

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

I'm just a boy, nobody loves me.
He's a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his 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 let you go (Never, never, never, let me go)
Oh oh oh 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 spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to
Oh, baby, do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right here.

(Ooooh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

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

Any way the blows.