Текст песни Bohemian Rhapsody - The Forest Rangers feat. The White Buffalo, Billy Valentine & Franky Perez
Is
this
the
real
life?
Is
this
just
fantasy?
Caught
in
a
landslide
No
escape
from
reality.
Open
your
eyes,
Look
up
to
the
skies
and
see
I'm
just
a
poor
boy,
I
need
no
sympathy
Easy
come,
easy
go,
Little
high,
little
low,
Anyway
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.ì
Mama,
life
had
just
begun
But
now
I've
gone
and
thrown
it
all
away
Mama,
ooh
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
Sent
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,
ooh
Anyway
the
wind
blows
I
don't
wanna
die,
I
sometimes
wish
I'd
never
been
born
at
all
I
see
a
little
silhouetto
of
a
man
Scaramouche,
Scaramouche,
do
the
Fandango?
Thunderbolt
and
lightning
Very,
very
frightening
me
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
know?
Bismillah!
Easy
come,
easy
go,
will
you
let
me
know?
Bismillah!
Easy
come,
easy
go,
will
you
let
me
know?
Bismillah!
Beelzebub
has
a
devil
put
aside
for
me
So
you
think
you
can
stone
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
I
Just
gotta
get
out
I
just
gotta
get
right
outta
here
Nothing
really
matters
Anyone
can
see
Nothing
really
matters
Nothing
really
matters
to
me
Anyway
the
wind
blows
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