Other Exercises
A Whiter Shade Of Pale 
Hard
by Procol Harum
Fill In the blanks, then press Score to check your answers
We skipped a fandango
cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
(But the) crowd called out for more
The room was harder
As the ceiling flew away
we called out for drink
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 shade of pale
She said, I'm home on leave
Though in truth we were at sea
So I took her by the glass
And would not let her be
Saying, you be the mermaid
Who neptune for a ride
But she smiled at me so sadly
That my anger straightway died
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
her face, at just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said there is no reason
And the truth is to see
But I wandered my playing cards
Would not let her be
One of sixteen virgins
Who were for the coast
At the my were open
They just as well have been closed
And so it was later
As the miller his tale
her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter of pale
And so it was that later
As the told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
(But the) crowd called out for more
The room was harder
As the ceiling flew away
we called out for drink
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 shade of pale
She said, I'm home on leave
Though in truth we were at sea
So I took her by the glass
And would not let her be
Saying, you be the mermaid
Who neptune for a ride
But she smiled at me so sadly
That my anger straightway died
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
her face, at just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said there is no reason
And the truth is to see
But I wandered my playing cards
Would not let her be
One of sixteen virgins
Who were for the coast
At the my were open
They just as well have been closed
And so it was later
As the miller his tale
her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter of pale
And so it was that later
As the told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
Click any word to get definition.
( Automatic Translation )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator
