Bohemian Rhapsody Imany

Tekst piosenki

  • Tekst piosenki Redakcja
    1 ocena
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,
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.
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
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time.
Good bye, everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.

Mama, ooh, I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.


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,
just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.

Nothing really matters, anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me.
Anyway the wind blows.




Oceń to opracowanie
Ocena czytelników: Słaby 1 głos
Kontrybucje:
Redakcja
Redakcja
anonim