sábado, septiembre 04, 2010

Procol Harum en a Whiter shade of pale

Procol Harum en a Whiter shade of pale
We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
i was feeling kind of 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
------ organ solo ------
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.... (fade)




Caminos en el cielo
misterios en el mar
y las sombras del desvelo
que me vienen a asediar
cipreses que se mecen
con el viento nocturnal
y vibrando en un órgano
un preludio sin final


Entre mis sueños
te veo, a mi lado otra vez
y tu rostro tan sereno
con su blanca palidez

Estrellas que se apagan
palomas que se van
pensamientos que divagan
y siempre aquel refrán
que suena en mis oídos
con la fuerza de obsesión
y llorando con el órgano
está mi corazón


Entre mis sueños
te veo, a mi lado otra vez
y tu rostro tan sereno
con su blanca palidez


Entre mis sueños
te veo, a mi lado otra vez
 

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