Luyện nghe bài hát A Whiter Shade of Pale

We skipped the fandango
turned cartwheels the floor
I was feeling kinda
but the crowd called out for
The room was humming
as the ceiling away
When we out for another drink
the waiter 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, is no reason
and the is plain to see.'
But I wandered through my cards
and not let her be
one of vestal virgins
who leaving for the coast
and although my eyes were
might have just as well've been closed

And so it was that
as the miller his tale
that her face, at first ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of

And so it was later