Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the light
cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kind of
But the crowd out for more
The was humming harder
As the ceiling away
When we called out for drink
The waiter brought a

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

She there is no reason
And the truth is to see
But I wandered my playing cards
And not let her be
One of sixteen vestal
Who leaving for the coast
And although my eyes open
might just as well've been closed

And so it was later
As the miller told his
That her face, at just ghostly
Turned a shade of pale

And so it was.... (fade)