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editado por branchina jose , altagracia de orituco edo, guarico venezuela<br />A Whiter Shade of Pale<br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />(Gary Brooker &amp; Keith Reid)<br />1.967 / Deram DES 18008 / LP - Procol Harum / Procol Harum<br /><br />We skipped the light fandango<br />turned cartwheels 'cross the floor<br />I was feeling kinda seasick<br />but the crowd called out for more<br />The room was humming harder<br />as the ceiling flew away<br />When we called out for another drink<br />the waiter brought a tray<br /><br /><br />And so it was that later<br />as the miller told his tale<br />that her face, at first just ghostly,<br />turned a whiter shade of pale<br /><br /><br />She said, 'There is no reason<br />and the truth is plain to see.<br />But I wandered through my playing cards<br />and would not let her be<br />one of sixteen vestal virgins<br />who were leaving for the coast<br />and although my eyes were open<br />they might have just as well've been closed<br /><br /><br />And so it was that later<br />as the miller told his tale<br />that her face, at first just ghostly,<br />turned a whiter shade of pale<br /><br /><br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Con Su Blanca Palidez<br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />(G. Brooker &amp; K. Reid, Adapt. Spanish Lyrics by, Francisco Carreras)<br />1.967 / Los Pop Tops, Los Stop, Los Go-Go, Los Jóvenes, Los Salvajes, David &amp; Myriam, Tony Ronald, Phill Trim, Barrabás, Donato &amp; Stefano... <br /><br />Caminos en el cielo<br />misterios en el mar<br />y las sombras del desvelo<br />que me vienen a asediar<br />cipreses que se mecen<br />con el viento nocturnal<br />y vibrando en un órgano<br />un preludio sin final<br /><br /><br />Entre mis sueños<br />te veo, a mi lado otra vez<br />y tu rostro tan sereno<br />con su blanca palidez<br /><br /><br />Estrellas que se apagan<br />palomas que se van<br />pensamientos que divagan<br />y siempre aquel refrán<br />que suena en mis oídos<br />con la fuerza de obsesión<br />y llorando con el órgano<br />está mi corazón<br /><br /><br />Entre mis sueños <br />te veo, a mi lado otra vez<br />y tu rostro tan sereno<br />con su blanca palidez<br /><br /><br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Senza Luce

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editado por branchina jose , altagracia de orituco edo, guarico venezuela<br />A Whiter Shade of Pale<br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />(Gary Brooker &amp; Keith Reid)<br />1.967 / Deram DES 18008 / LP - Procol Harum / Procol Harum<br /><br />We skipped the light fandango<br />turned cartwheels 'cross the floor<br />I was feeling kinda seasick<br />but the crowd called out for more<br />The room was humming harder<br />as the ceiling flew away<br />When we called out for another drink<br />the waiter brought a tray<br /><br /><br />And so it was that later<br />as the miller told his tale<br />that her face, at first just ghostly,<br />turned a whiter shade of pale<br /><br /><br />She said, 'There is no reason<br />and the truth is plain to see.<br />But I wandered through my playing cards<br />and would not let her be<br />one of sixteen vestal virgins<br />who were leaving for the coast<br />and although my eyes were open<br />they might have just as well've been closed<br /><br /><br />And so it was that later<br />as the miller told his tale<br />that her face, at first just ghostly,<br />turned a whiter shade of pale<br /><br /><br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Con Su Blanca Palidez<br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />(G. Brooker &amp; K. Reid, Adapt. Spanish Lyrics by, Francisco Carreras)<br />1.967 / Los Pop Tops, Los Stop, Los Go-Go, Los Jóvenes, Los Salvajes, David &amp; Myriam, Tony Ronald, Phill Trim, Barrabás, Donato &amp; Stefano... <br /><br />Caminos en el cielo<br />misterios en el mar<br />y las sombras del desvelo<br />que me vienen a asediar<br />cipreses que se mecen<br />con el viento nocturnal<br />y vibrando en un órgano<br />un preludio sin final<br /><br /><br />Entre mis sueños<br />te veo, a mi lado otra vez<br />y tu rostro tan sereno<br />con su blanca palidez<br /><br /><br />Estrellas que se apagan<br />palomas que se van<br />pensamientos que divagan<br />y siempre aquel refrán<br />que suena en mis oídos<br />con la fuerza de obsesión<br />y llorando con el órgano<br />está mi corazón<br /><br /><br />Entre mis sueños <br />te veo, a mi lado otra vez<br />y tu rostro tan sereno<br />con su blanca palidez<br /><br /><br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Senza Luce