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Atrapado en un derrumbe Caught in a landslide Sin escape de la realidad No escape from reality. Abre tus ojos Open your eyes Mira al cielo y observa Look up to the skies and see Solo soy un pobre chico I'm just a poor boy No necesito compasión I need no sympathy Porque fácil vengo, fácil voy Because I'm easy come, easy go Un poco arriba, un ...
31 de mar. de 2017 · 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 Any way ...
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, Any way 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.
Caught in a landslide Caught in a landslide Preso em um desmoronamento No escape from reality No escape from reality Sem escapatória da realidade Open your eyes Open your eyes Abra seus olhos Look up to the skies and see Look up to the skies and see Olhe para os céus e veja I'm just a poor boy I'm just a poor boy Eu sou só um pobre garoto I ...
Queen – Bohemian Rhapsody lyrics. Album: Live At Wembley '86. 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 ...
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 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, life had just ...
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 Any way 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, life had ...
