Various Artists - Procol Harum - A Whiter Shade Of Pale | Текст песни

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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
The crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
But the waiter brought a tray

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

She said there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered through my playing cards
And I would not let her be, oh, oh yeah
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And oh, and my eyes were open
They might just as well have been closed

And so it was that later, oh
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale, oh yeah

Oh, and so it was, yeah, oh later
The miller told his tale
Yeah her face was kinda ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale, oh yeah