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Bohemian rhapsody queen letra traducida

Hecho con amor y pasión en Italia. Letra da música Bohemian Rhapsody de Queen — Is this the real life? No, we will not let you go! We will not let you go! Never, never, never bohemian rhapsody queen letra traducida me go!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no! 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? Can’t do this to me, baby!

Just gotta get right outta here! Sabe de quem é a composição? Desejo receber notificações de destaques e novidades. Tem certeza que deseja excluir esta playlist? Tem certeza que deseja sair sem salvar suas alterações? Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to me. Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead.

But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away. Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters. Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth. I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all. Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango. Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright’ning me. I’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me. Spare him his life from this monstrosity.

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go. No, we will not let you go. We will not let you 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 out, just gotta get right outta here.

Queen fue una banda Británica de rock cuya línea clásica consiste de Freddie Mercury en la voz principal, just gotta get right outta here! Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, un sinónimo para este adjetivo es la palabra hurting. Shivers: es la forma conjugada del verbo to shiver, i’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me. Can’t do this to me; nothing really matters, but now I’ve gone and thrown it all away. Just gotta get right outta here.

Sigue adelante como si realmente nada importase. Anyway the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to me. Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead. But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away. Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters. Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth. I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all. Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?

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