Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the fandango
Turned cartwheels the floor
I was kinda seasick
But the crowd out for more
The room was harder
As the ceiling away
When we called out for drink
The waiter a tray

And so it was that
As the told his tale
That her face, at first ghostly,
Turned a shade of pale
She said, is no reason
And the is plain to see.'
But I wandered through my cards
And not let her be
One of sixteen virgins
Who leaving for the coast
And although my were open
They might have just as well've been

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

And so it was later