Queen-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 a sympathy,
Because I’m easy come, easy go,
Little hight, little low,
Anyway the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man

Put a gun agains 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 matter

Too late, my time has come,

Sent 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 (anyway the wind blows)

I don’t wanna die,
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all.
I see little silhouette of a man,
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you to do fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning,
Very, very frightening me.
(Galileo) Galileo (2x)
Galileo firago
Magnifico.

I’m just a poor boy, nobody loves me

He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?

Bismillah! No, we will you let you go, (let him go)
Bismillah! We will not let you go. (let me go)
Will not let me go (let me go)
Never, never let you go
Never let me go, oh.
No (7x)
Oh, mama mia, mama mia (mama mia, 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?
Oh baby can’t do this to me baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.

(oh yeah, oh yeah)

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me.

Anyway the wind blows

 Terjemahan
Apakah ini kehidupan nyata?
Apakah ini hanya fantasi?
Terperangkap dalam tanah longsor,
Tak bisa melarikan diri dari kenyataan.

Buka matamu,
Pandanglah langit dan lihat,
Aku hanya seorang anak miskin, aku tak butuh simpati,
Karena aku mudah datang, mudah pergi,
Sedikit tinggi, sedikit rendah,
Kemanapun angin bertiup tak terlalu penting bagiku, bagiku.

Mama, (aku) baru saja membunuh seorang pria,

Menodongkan pistol ke kepalanya,
Menarik pelatukku, sekarang dia sudah mati.
Mama, kehidupan baru saja dimulai,
Tapi sekarang aku sudah pergi dan menyia-nyiakan itu.

Mama
Tak bermaksud untuk membuatmu menangis,
Jika aku tak kembali lagi besok, lanjutkan, lanjutkan (hidupmu) seolah-olah tak ada yang
benar-benar penting.

Terlambat, waktuku telah tiba,

Menggigil hingga tulang belakangku,
Tubuhku sakit sepanjang waktu.
Selamat tinggal, semuanya, aku harus pergi,
Harus meninggalkan kalian dibelakang dan menghadapi kenyataan.

Mama, ooh (kemanapun angin bertiup)

Aku tidak ingin mati,
Aku kadang-kadang berharap aku tidak pernah dilahirkan sama sekali
Aku melihat bayangan pria kecil,
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, maukah kau menari fandango?
Guntur dan petir,’sangat, sangat menakutkanku

Aku hanya seorang anak miskin, tak ada yang mencintaiku.

Dia hanya anak miskin dari keluarga miskin,
Hindarkan hidupnya dari keburukan ini.

Mudah datang, mudah pergi, akankah kau membiarkanku pergi?

Bissmillah! Tidak, kami tidak akan membiarkanmu pergi. (biarkan dia pergi)
Bismillah! Kami tidak akan membiarkanmu pergi, (biarkan aku pergi)
Tidak akan membiarkanmu pergi. (biarkan aku pergi)
Tak pernah membiarkan aku pergi, oh
Tidak (7x)
Oh, mama mia, mama mia (mama mia, biarkan aku pergi)
Bellzebub memiliki setan untuk menyingkirkanku...

Jadi kau pikir kau bisa melempari aku batu dan meludahi mataku?
Jadi kau piker kau biasa mencintaiku dan meninggalkanku untuk mati?
Oh, sayang, tidak bisa melakukan ini padaku, saying,
Hanya harus keluar, hanya harus mendapatkan hak keluar dari sini.

Tidak ada yang benar-benar penting,

Siapapun dapat melihat,
Tidak ada yang benar-benar penting,
Tidak ada yang benar-benar penting bagiku

Kemanapun angin-angin bertiup.

 Analysis this song
This song tells of a poor young man who did something he liked and did no like to be loved,
he killed a young man using a gun and he was sentenced to death before he was
sentenced, he wrote a letter to his mother that he had killed someone and if tomorrow ho not
come his mother was asked not to worry that he did not want to die but he had to accept the
harsh reality that he had to leave the people he loved especially his mother. His mother
asked forgiveness for his son but as he said before, he did not like being loved and
remained steadfast in serving punishment.