текст песни (слова), перевод "Bohemian rhapsody"
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a land - slide, no escape from re - ality. 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. 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 a way. 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. Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, gotta leave you all behind and face the truth. Mama, ooh I don't want to die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all. [ Solo ] I see a little silhouet to of a man. Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango? Thunderbolt and lightning very, very fright'ning me. Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Figaro, Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and no-bod-y loves me. He's just a poor boy from a poor family. Spare him his life from this 7F 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) will not let you go. (Never let me go) Ahhhhhhhhh No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Oh, Mama mia, Mama mia Mama mia, let me go. Be-el-ze-bub has a devil put aside for me, for me, 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. Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here. Nothing really matters, anyone can see. Nothing really matters, nothing really matters Ebdi7 to me. [ -9 ] Any way the wind blows.