A Whiter Shade of Pale

我很喜歡這首由 Procal Harum 所唱的Whiter Shade of Pale ，五十年前那一晚的深夜，在Uncle Ray主持的深夜音樂節目中，我第一次聽這首歌，就喜歡了它。歌手的聲音，給我一種無奈及滄桑的感覺，但我最喜歡的，還是歌曲開始時及中段的電子琴獨奏。

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross 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 later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
You said there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see
But I wander through my playing cards
And would not let it be
I'm one of the sixteen virgins
Who are leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might just as well been closed

(Repeat*)