Luyện nghe bài hát Whiter Shade of Pale

We skipped the fandango
Turned cartwheels the floor
I was kinda seasick
But the called out for more
The was humming harder
As the ceiling away
When we called out for another
And the brought a tray

And so it was later
As the miller his tale
That her face, at first ghostly,
Turned a shade of pale

You know, she said there is no
And the truth is to see
But I wandered through my cards
And I not let her be
One of sixteen virgins
Who were for the coast
And although my eyes were
They might have as well been closed

And so it was that
As that miller his tale
That her face, at just ghostly,
a whiter shade of pale

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

And so it was, was that
As the miller his tale
her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of