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Procol Harum - Whiter shade of pale


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
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Procol Harum - Whiter shade of pale


Nous avons sauté le fandango lumière

Cartwheels tourné traverser le parquet

Je me sentais sorte de mal de mer

La foule criait pour plus d'

La salle bourdonnait plus difficile

Comme le plafond s'envola

Quand nous avons appelé pour une autre boisson

Mais le garçon apporta un plateau

Et il en fut plus tard

Comme le meunier raconta son histoire

Que son visage fantomatique d'abord juste

Transformé un Whiter Shade of Pale

Elle dit qu'il n'y a pas de raison

Et la vérité saute aux yeux

Mais j'ai erré à travers mes cartes à jouer

Et je ne laisserais pas être elle, oh, oh yeah

L'un des seize vestales

Qui partaient pour la côte

Et oh, et mes yeux étaient ouverts

Ils pourraient tout aussi bien avoir été fermée

Et c'est ainsi que, plus tard, oh

Comme le meunier raconta son histoire

Que son visage fantomatique d'abord juste

Transformé un Whiter Shade of Pale, oh yeah

Oh, et il était donc, ouais, oh tard

Le meunier raconta son histoire

Ouais son visage était un peu fantomatique

Transformé un Whiter Shade of Pale, oh yeah
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