文本歌词

Whiter Shade of Pale (Classic Version) - Percy Sledge
Written by：Keith Reid/Gary Brooker
Skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
When the crowd called out for more
The room was hummin' harder
As the ceiling flew away
And we called out for another drink
And the waiter brought a tray
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That at first her face just ghostly
Would'nt was a whiter shade of pale
He said there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see
That I wander through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving of for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as we've been closed
And so it was that later
As the miller
As the miller told his tale
That at first her face just ghostly
Would was a whiter shade of pale
Ohhouu