Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the light
Turned cartwheels 'cross the
I was feeling kind of
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 of pale

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

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