Текст песни Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped a light fandangle, turned some cartwheels across the floor I was feelin' kinda seasick, when the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder, and the ceiling flew away When I called out for another drink, or the waiter brought a tray And so it was, later when the Miller told his tale That her face at first just ghostly, Turned a whiter, shade of pale {guitarsolo He said there is no reason, and the truth was plain to see That I wandered through my playing cards, I just could not let her be no One of sixteen vestile virgins, was leaving for the coast And although, my eyes were open, they might just as well been closed And so it was, later, when the Miller told his tale He said her face at first, just ghostly and turned a whiter, shade of pale {guitar solo And so it was, later, when the Miller told his tale He said our faces, our faces burst as ghostly They turned a whiter, shade of pale Just a whiter, shade of pale They turned a whiter, shade of pale..............