Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody

Cuando era niño escuché por ahí que Bohemian Rhapsody (1975) era una canción escrita por Queen para salvar la vida de un pobre condenado a muerte por un crimen que cometió. Creo que fue en la televisión, y asi me quedé con la historia sin pensar en nada más.

Esta debe ser la canción más popular del cuarteto liderado por Freddie Mercury (5 Septiembre 1946 - 24 Noviembre 1991). Pero supongo que millones de personas la conocieron o la volvieron a apreciar sólo gracias a su regreso a los rankings por aparecer en la banda sonora de la película Wayne's World.

Este tema imprescindible en la historia de la música, pareciera hablar de muchas cosas a la misma vez y supongo que no debería ser tomada como un todo sino que como muchos pensamientos y distintas vivencias hecha canción. Discriminación, odio, dolor, miedo se unen en este tema que me hace pensar en la lucha de Freddie por la aceptación de su homosexualidad por parte de la sociedad que en ese entonces lo veía como algo tan grave como matar a un hombre.

Lyrics / Letras

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,
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 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 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, ooh (any way the wind blows),
I don't wanna die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning,
Very, very frightening me.
(Galileo) Galileo.
(Galileo) Galileo,
Galileo Figaro
Magnifico-o-o-o-o.

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 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, never let you go
Never let me go, oh.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
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.

Any way the wind blows