[00:00.00] 作词 : Gary Brooker - Keith Reid
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Gary Brooker - Keith Reid
[00:02.0]Annie Lennox - A White Shade Of Pale
[00:11.0]
[00:30.570]We skipped the light fandango
[00:36.10]Turned cartwheels cross the floor
[00:42.470]I was feeling kind of seasick
[00:48.860]The crowd called out for more
[00:55.630]The room was humming harder
[01:02.970]As the ceiling flew away
[01:09.50]When we called outfor another drink
[01:15.640]But the waiter brought a tray
[01:20.650]and so it was later
[01:29.100]As the miller told his tale
[01:35.180]That her face at first just ghostly
[01:40.930]Turned a whiter shade of pale
[01:47.979]
[02:14.900]You said there is no reason
[02:21.400]And the truth is plain to see
[02:27.730]But I wander through my playing cards
[02:34.340]And would not let it be
[02:40.730]I'm one of the sixteen virgins
[02:47.270]Who are leaving for the coast
[02:53.940]And although my eyes were open
[03:00.920]They might just as well been closed
[03:05.500]and so it was later
[03:14.500]As the miller told his tale
[03:20.530]That her face at first just ghostly
[03:26.200]Turned a whiter shade of pale
[03:33.230]
[03:57.640]and so it was later
[04:06.740]As the miller told his tale
[04:13.360]That her face at first just ghostly
[04:18.240]Turned a whiter shade of pale
[04:25.400]A whiter shade of pale
[04:31.950]Turned a whiter shade of pale
[04:37.900]A whiter shade of pale
[04:45.210]

作词 : Gary Brooker - Keith Reid
作曲 : Gary Brooker - Keith Reid
Annie Lennox - A White Shade Of Pale
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 humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called outfor another drink
But the waiter brought a tray
and so it was later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
You said there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see
But I wander through my playing cards
And would not let it be
I'm one of the sixteen virgins
Who are leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might just as well been closed
and so it was later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
and so it was later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
A whiter shade of pale
Turned a whiter shade of pale
A whiter shade of pale