Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the light
Turned cartwheels the floor
I was feeling kind of
But the called out for more
The room was harder
As the ceiling away
When we called out for another
The waiter a tray

And so it was later
As the told his tale
That her face, at first just
Turned a whiter shade of

She said there is no
And the is plain to see
But I through my playing cards
And not let her be
One of sixteen virgins
Who leaving for the coast
And although my eyes open
They might just as been closed

And so it was that
As the miller his tale
That her face, at just ghostly
Turned a whiter of pale

And so it was.... (fade)