Luyện nghe bài hát Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the fandango
cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling seasick
But the crowd out for more
The was humming harder
As the ceiling flew
When we called out for another
The brought a tray

And so it was later
As the miller his tale
her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a shade of pale
She said, is no reason
And the is plain to see.'
But I wandered my playing cards
And not let her be
One of vestal virgins
Who were for the coast
And my eyes were open
might have just as well've been closed

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

And so it was later