Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the Fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the
I was feeling kind of
But the crowd out for more
The room was humming
As the ceiling flew
When we called out for drink
The brought a tray

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

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

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