{"id":22221,"date":"2021-05-23T20:26:59","date_gmt":"2021-05-23T23:26:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gersonguelmann.com.br\/blog\/?p=22221"},"modified":"2021-05-23T20:32:31","modified_gmt":"2021-05-23T23:32:31","slug":"bohemian-rhapsody-no-shopping","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gersonguelmann.com.br\/blog\/bohemian-rhapsody-no-shopping\/","title":{"rendered":"Bohemian Rhapsody no Shopping"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nFreddie Mercury<\/span><\/strong><\/em>
\n(Farrokh Bulsara)<\/span><\/strong><\/em>
\n* Stone Town, Zanzibar, 5\/9\/1946<\/span><\/strong><\/em>
\n\u2020 Londres, Inglaterra, 24\/11\/1991<\/span><\/strong><\/em>
\n(Foto: \u00a0Roger Duvoisin – Pixabay)<\/a><\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Um “flash mob” realizado em um shopping center, com a bel\u00edssima composi\u00e7\u00e3o de Freddie Mercury.<\/span><\/p>\n

Bohemian Rhapsody <\/span><\/em><\/strong>
\nFreddie Mercury<\/span><\/em><\/strong><\/div>\n

\nIs this the real life?<\/span><\/em>
\nIs this just fantasy?<\/span><\/em>
\nCaught in a landside,<\/span><\/em>
\nNo escape from reality<\/span><\/em>
\nOpen your eyes,<\/span><\/em>
\nLook up to the skies and see,<\/span><\/em>
\nI’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,<\/span><\/em>
\nBecause I’m easy come, easy go,<\/span><\/em>
\nLittle high, little low,<\/span><\/em>
\nAny way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to<\/span><\/em>
\nMe, to me<\/span><\/em><\/div>\n
Mamaaa,<\/span><\/em>
\nJust killed a man,<\/span><\/em>
\nPut a gun against his head, pulled my trigger,<\/span><\/em>
\nNow he’s dead<\/span><\/em>
\nMamaaa, life had just begun,<\/span><\/em>
\nBut now I’ve gone and thrown it all away<\/span><\/em>
\nMama, oooh,<\/span><\/em>
\nDidn’t mean to make you cry,<\/span><\/em>
\nIf I’m not back again this time tomorrow,<\/span><\/em>
\nCarry on, carry on as if nothing really matters<\/span><\/em><\/div>\n
Too late, my time has come,<\/span><\/em>
\nSends shivers down my spine, body’s aching all<\/span><\/em>
\nThe time<\/span><\/em>
\nGoodbye, everybody, I’ve got to go,<\/span><\/em>
\nGotta leave you all behind and face the truth<\/span><\/em>
\nMama, oooh<\/span><\/em>
\nI don’t want to die,<\/span><\/em>
\nI sometimes wish I’d never been born at all.<\/span><\/em><\/div>\n
I see a little silhouetto of a man,<\/span><\/em>
\nScaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango!<\/span><\/em><\/div>\n
Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me<\/span><\/em>
\nGalileo, Galileo<\/span><\/em>
\nGalileo, Galileo<\/span><\/em>
\nGalileo, Figaro – magnificoo<\/span><\/em><\/div>\n
I’m just a poor boy nobody loves me<\/span><\/em>
\nHe’s just a poor boy from a poor family,<\/span><\/em>
\nSpare him his life from this monstrosity<\/span><\/em>
\nEasy come, easy go, will you let me go<\/span><\/em>
\nBismillah! No, we will not let you go<\/span><\/em>
\n(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go<\/span><\/em>
\n(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go<\/span><\/em>
\n(Let me go) Will not let you go<\/span><\/em>
\n(Let me go)(Never) Never let you go<\/span><\/em>
\n(Let me go) (Never) let you go (Let me go) Ah<\/span><\/em>
\nNo, no, no, no, no, no, no<\/span><\/em>
\nOh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go<\/span><\/em>
\nBeelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me,<\/span><\/em>
\nFor meee<\/span><\/em><\/div>\n
So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye<\/span><\/em>
\nSo you think you can love me and leave me to die<\/span><\/em>
\nOh, baby, can’t do this to me, baby,<\/span><\/em>
\nJust gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here<\/span><\/em><\/div>\n
Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,<\/span><\/em>
\nNothing really matters,<\/span><\/em>
\nNothing really matters to me<\/span><\/em>
\nAny way the wind blows…<\/span><\/em><\/div>\n