paroles de chanson Bohemian Rhapsody - Live - P!nk

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landside
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I′m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows, doesn′t really matter to me, to me

Mama
Just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama
Life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, oooh
Didn′t mean to make you cry
If I′m not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on
As if nothing really matters

Too late
My time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, I′ve got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, oooh (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I′d never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
(Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me)
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro - magnificoo
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
(He′s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity)
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go
(Let me go)(Never) Never let you go
(Let me go) (Never) let you go (Let me go) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia (mama mia, let me go)
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
For me!

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

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows