Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the light
Turned cartwheels 'cross the
I was feeling kinda
But the crowd out for more
The was humming harder
As the ceiling away
we called out for another drink
The brought a tray

And so it was later
As the miller told his
her face, at first just ghostly,
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 vestal virgins
Who leaving for the coast
And although my eyes open
They have just as well've been closed

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