We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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

[Chorus]
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 have just as well've been closed

[Chorus]
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, I'm home on shore leave,
Though in truth we were at sea
So I took her by the looking glass
And forced her to agree
Saying, you must be the mermaid
Who took neptune for a ride.
But she smiled at me so sadly
That my anger straightway died

[Chorus]
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

If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed

[Chorus]
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
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A Whiter Shade Of Pale Lyrics

translated from English to Greek

Procol Harum – A Whiter Shade Of Pale Lyrics

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Παρακάμφθηκε το φως Fandango
γύρισε cartwheels ' σταυρό στο πάτωμα
ήμουν είδος αίσθημα ναυτία
αλλά το πλήθος φώναξε για περισσότερες
δωματίου σιγοτραγουδούσε πιο δύσκολο
όπως το ανώτατο όριο πέταξε μακριά
όταν ζητήσαμε από για ένα άλλο ποτό
ο σερβιτόρος έφερε ένα δίσκο

και έτσι ήταν ότι αργότερα
ως ο Μίλερ είπε την ιστορία του
ότι το πρόσωπό του, στο πρώτο ακριβώς φάντασμα
γύρισε μια σκιά όψεις του λευκού

είπε ότι δεν υπάρχει κανένας λόγος
και η αλήθεια είναι οφθαλμοφανές
αλλά έχω περιπλανήθηκε μέσα μου παίζουν χαρτιά
και δεν θα το αφήσουμε να
ένα από τα δεκαέξι Εστιάδες Παρθένες
που έφευγαν για την ακτή
, και αν και τα μάτια μου ήταν ανοιχτό
καθώς και ίσως ακριβώς έχω κλειστό

και έτσι ήταν ότι αργότερα
ως ο Μίλερ είπε την ιστορία του
ότι το πρόσωπό του, στο πρώτο ακριβώς φάντασμα
γύρισε μια σκιά όψεις του λευκού

και έτσι ήταν