Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the
I was feeling kind of
The called out for more

The was humming harder
As the ceiling away
When we out for another drink
The waiter a tray

And so it was that
As the miller told his
That her at first just ghostly
Turned A Shade Of Pale

She "There is no reason
And the truth is to see."
But I wandered through my playing
And not let her be

One of sixteen vestal
Who leaving for the coast
And although my were open
They just as well be closed

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

And so it was that
As the miller told his
That her at first just ghostly
Turned A Shade Of Pale

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