Song | A Whiter Shade Of Pale (Ecstasy mix) |
Artist | Sarah Brightman |
Album | A Whiter Shade Of Pale/A Question Of Honour |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : REID, KEITH/BROOKER, GARY | |
We skipped the light fandango | |
And turned cartwheels 'cross the floor | |
I was feeling kind of seasick | |
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 | |
She said there is no reason | |
And the truth is plain to see (And the truth is plain to see) | |
But I wandered through my playing cards | |
I would not let her be (I would not let her be) | |
One of 16 vestal virgins | |
Who were leaving for the coast | |
And although my eyes were open | |
They might just as well've been closed | |
And so it was that later | |
As the miller told his tale (As the miller told his tale) | |
That her face, at first just ghostly | |
Turned a whiter shade of pale |
zuo ci : REID, KEITH BROOKER, GARY | |
We skipped the light fandango | |
And turned cartwheels ' cross the floor | |
I was feeling kind of seasick | |
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 | |
She said there is no reason | |
And the truth is plain to see And the truth is plain to see | |
But I wandered through my playing cards | |
I would not let her be I would not let her be | |
One of 16 vestal virgins | |
Who were leaving for the coast | |
And although my eyes were open | |
They might just as well' ve been closed | |
And so it was that later | |
As the miller told his tale As the miller told his tale | |
That her face, at first just ghostly | |
Turned a whiter shade of pale |
zuò cí : REID, KEITH BROOKER, GARY | |
We skipped the light fandango | |
And turned cartwheels ' cross the floor | |
I was feeling kind of seasick | |
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 | |
She said there is no reason | |
And the truth is plain to see And the truth is plain to see | |
But I wandered through my playing cards | |
I would not let her be I would not let her be | |
One of 16 vestal virgins | |
Who were leaving for the coast | |
And although my eyes were open | |
They might just as well' ve been closed | |
And so it was that later | |
As the miller told his tale As the miller told his tale | |
That her face, at first just ghostly | |
Turned a whiter shade of pale |