Bohemian Rhapsody

Queen
Música y Letra: Freddie Mercury


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
because I'm easy come, easy go,
little high, little low.
Anyway the wind blows,
doesn't really matter to me,
to me.