Luyện nghe bài hát Bohemian Rhapsody (2011 Remaster)

Is this the real
Is just fantasy?
Caught in a
No from reality
Open eyes
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
Anyway the blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, killed the man

Put a gun against his
Pulled my trigger, now dead
Mama, life had begun
But now I've gone and it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't to make you cry
If I'm not back this time tomorrow
Carry on, on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my has come

Sends shivers down my
Body's aching all the
Goodbye - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the blows)
I don't to die

I wish I'd never been born at all
I see a silhouetto of a man

Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the
Thunderbolt and lightning - very frightening me
Gallileo,

Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro -
But I'm just a poor boy and loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor
Spare him his life this monstrosity
Easy come 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 me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a put aside for me

for me
for me
So you you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can me and leave me to die

Oh - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh
Nothing matters
can see
Nothing really matters - nothing matters to me
the wind blows...