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lunes, 23 de abril de 2007

TheRockZone: Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody 1975

Bohemian Rhapsody

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 and easy go
A 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, ooo
Didn’t mean to make you cry
If I’m not back 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, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don’t want to die
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all

I see a little silhouette of a man
Scaramouch, Scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro magnifico

But I’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstruosity
Easy com 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 let you go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mía, mama mía, mam a mía let me go
Beelzebub 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
Just gotta get aut
Just gotta get outta here
Oh baby - can’t do thos to me

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me

Anyway the wind blows…

Comentary by N.B.G.W.: I think that this song is really one of the few songs
that take you to think of someone who you don't know, but somehow makes you
recognise that anonimous person and make you identify the meaning of the
lyrics to how you meditate about your thinking, acting, living with others.
It's something simply wonderful and human, after all.
Nicolás Garcia Wallis 3ºPol . IFEI

1 comentario:

Edita dijo...

Thank you Nicolás! Your words are thought-provocking