Bonnie Tyler - Whiter Shade Of Pale - Текст песни

(K. Reid/ G. Brooker)
Producers for Bonnie: Hugh Murphy/ Ronnie Scott/ Steve Wolfe

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 hummin' harder 
As the ceiling flew away 
When we called out for another drink 
The waiter brought a tray, so 

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 
As I wander through my playing cards 
I could not let her be 
One of sixteen vestal virgins 
Who were leavin' for the coast 
And although my eyes were open 
They might just as well have been closed 

*repeat 2 times 
Turned a whiter shade of pale