Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We the light fandango
Turned 'cross the floor
I was felling kind of
The crowd out for more

The was humming harder
As the ceiling flew
When we called out for drink
The waiter a tray

And so it was later
As the miller told his
That her face at just ghostly
Turned A Whiter Shade Of

She said,"There 's no
And the is plain to see,"But I wandered through my playing cards
And not let her be

sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the
And although my eyes were
They might just as been closed

And so it was later
As the miller told his
That her face at first ghostly
Turned A Whiter Shade Of

And so it was later
As the miller his tale
That her fare at first just
Turned A Whiter Shade Of

And so it was that
As the told his tale
That her face at just ghostly
Turned A Whiter Of Pale