A Whiter Shade Of Pale -karaoke - Procol Harum ( 無主旋律伴奏 )

kisbus

We skipped the light Fandango
Turned cartwheels across 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
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 although my eyes were open
They might just as well've been closed(*)

影翼曜

赞啊 在 遗落战境 听到这曲 棒极了