A Whiter Shade Of Pale - Procol Harum (lyrics) - letra

(aconselho a ouvir também a versão da Annie Lennox que é excelente)


O meu tempo é como se fosse uma culpa, porque há muito que fazer, logo eu não posso ter tempo para mim.

Se acaso me sento um pouco sem fazer nada de útil… é uma culpa…

E não há qualidade no tempo culpado… há sim, ansiedade.

Paula AbrEu
em 4/1/2012

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A Whiter Shade of Pale
Procol Harum

We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda' seasick
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 that later
as a mirror told its 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've 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.. Partilhar