is dis de rial laif, is dis yast fantasy  Is this the real life?

 
cogh in a lanslaid, no skeip from riality  Is this just fantasy? 
open yor áis, luk ap tchu de skais and sí  Caught in a landside, 
No escape from reality 
aim yast a pur boy, ai nid no simpazi 
Open your eyes, 
bicóus aim isy com, isy gó, litl hai , litl lou  Look up to the skies and see, 
enigüey de güind blous dóstn rily mator tchu mí, I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy, 
tchu mí  Because I'm easy come, easy go, 
Little high, little low, 
Mama, yast kil a man, pat a gan egein his hed  Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to 
pul mai triger nau jis ded  me, to me 
Mama, laif jad yust bigan,  Mamaaa, 
Just killed a man, 
Bat nau aiv gón and zrón it ol egüey 
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, 
now he's dead 
Mama, uuu-uu, didn mín tchu meikiu crai  Mamaaa, life had just begun, 
If aim not bak egein dis taim tumarrou  But now I've gone and thrown it all away 
kerri on, Karri on, as if nozing rily mators  Mama, oooh, 
Didn't mean to make you cry, 
tchú leit, mai tchaim jas cóm,  If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, 
sends chivers daun mai spáin,  Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters 
badis eiking ol de tchaim, 
Too late, my time has come, 
Gud bai, evribady, aiv gat to gó,  Sends shivers down my spine, 
gata líviu ol bijáind and féis de truz  body's aching all the time 
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, 
Mama, uuu-uu, (eni güey de wind blous)  Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth 
ai Dont guont tchu dai,  Mama, oooh (anyway the wind blows) 
Som tchaims güich aid nevor bín born et ol  I don't want to die, 
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all. 
ai sí a litl siluét of a man 
Scaramúch Scaramúch, güil yú dú de fandango? 
zonderbolt and laitnin, very very fraitnin mí  I see a little silhouetto of a man, 
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango! 
Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me 
Galileo, Galileo, Galileo figaro, Magnífico 
Galileo, Galileo 
aim yast a púr boy noubady lovs mí  Galileo, Galileo 
jís yast a púr boy from a púr fámily  Galileo, Figaro - magnificoo 
Sper jím jis laif from dis Monstruósity 
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me 
ísy cóm, ísy gó, güil yú let mi gó???  He's just a poor boy from a poor family, 
Bismilaj No!!! , wi wil not let jím gó  Spare him his life from this monstrosity 
Bismilaj!!! , wi wil not let jím gó!!!  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 
güil not let jím gó (Let mi gó)  (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go 
güil not let jím gó (Let mi gó)  (Let me go) Will not let you go 
no, no, no, no, no, no  (Let me go)(Never) Never let you go 
(Let me go) (Never) let you go (Let me go) Ah 
mama mía, mama mía, mama mía let mi gó  No, no, no, no, no, no, no 
belsebú jas a débl pat asáid for mí, for mí, for mí  Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go 
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, 
for meee 
So yú zink yu can stónmi and spít in mái aí? 
So yu zink yú can lovmi and lív mi tchú dai? 
So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye 
oh! beibe, ken du dís tchu mí beibe  So you think you can love me and leave me to die 
yast gata get aut, yast gata get ráit aut of jír..  Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby, 
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here 
uuu uuuu yea, uuuuu yea 
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah 
Nozing Rily mators, eniguón can sí  Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, 
Nothing really matters, 
Nozing rily mators, nozing rily mators tchú mí 
Nothing really matters to me 
Any way the wind blows...
Enigüey de wind Blous