青い影/Procol Harum feat. Yuming

●We skipped the light fandango ●Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor ●I was feeling kind a 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 ●that later ●As the miller told his tale ●That her face, at first just ghostly, ◆●Turned a whiter shade of pale ◆She said, I'm home on shore leave, ◆Though in truth we were at sea ◆So I took her by the looking glass ◆And forced her to agree ◆Saying, you must be the mermaid ◆Who took 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 ◆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 ●And 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 ◆●And so it was ◆that later (●that later) ◆As the miller told his tale ●That her face, at first just ghostly, ◆●Turned a whiter shade of pale