Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade of Pale

We the light fandango
Turned cartwheels the floor
I was kind of seasick
But the crowd called out for

The room was humming
And the ceiling flew
We called out for drink
The waiter brought the

And so it was that
As the miller told his
That her face, at first ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of

She said there is no
And the truth is to see
But I wandered my playing cards
And not let her be

One of vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the
And although my were open
They might as well've been closed

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

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