Whiter Shade of Pale- Annie Lennox

We skipped the light Fandango Turned cartwheels ’cross the floor I was feeling kind of 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 And so it was later As the Miller told his tale That her face, at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale... Dançamos o fandango suave Girando pelo salão Eu estava meio tonto Mas a multidão queria mais E o pessoal comentava cada vez mais Enquanto o teto rodava Quando pedimos outra bebida O garçom trouxe uma bandeja E foi mais tarde... Que seu rosto a princípio apenas fantasmagórico... Ficou ainda mais pálida...