I was driving during lunch hour and for no reason this song came back and haunted me in my mind ! It was during my days of being fancy-free, ciggies, drainpipe pants, a 'rebellion' in my own ways, scooter and also days of wine and roses !
'A Whiter Shade of Pale" a song by a British rock group and much sung by other artists like Anne lenox and others. Try tomake out what the lyrics all about -- because I still couldn't make head or tail of it !
We skipped the light fandango
And turned cartwheels across 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 out for another drink
But 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
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 have been closed
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
and another version....
hope you like this classic.
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