เนื้อเพลง A Whiter Shade Of Pale - Procol Harum

. We skipped the light
fandango
And turned cartwheels
Cross the floor
I was feeling
kind of sea-sick
But the crowd
Called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out
For another drink
The waiter brought a tray
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face
At first just ghostly
Turned a whiter
Shade of pale

Solo 8 Bars...7...
8... She said there is
no reason
And the truth
is plain to see
But I wandered Through
my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen
vestal virgins
Who were leaving
for the coast
And althogh my eyes
were open
They might just Have well
been closed
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face
At first just ghostly
Turned a whiter
Shade of pale