Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We the light fandango
Turned 'cross the floor
I was feeling seasick
But the called out for more
The was humming harder
As the flew away
When we called out for another
The waiter a tray

And so it was later
As the miller his tale
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 my eyes were open
They might have as well've been closed

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

And so it was later