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ΚΣΤ' ΜΕΡΟΣ
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Το Α' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1827
Το Β' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1828
Το Γ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1829
Το Δ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1830
Το Ε' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1831
Το ΣΤ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1832
Το Ζ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1833
Το Η' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1834
Το Θ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1835
Το Ι' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1836
Το ΙΑ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1837
Το ΙΒ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1838
Το ΙΓ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1839
Το ΙΔ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1840
Το ΙΕ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1841
Το ΙΣΤ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1842
Το ΙΖ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1843
Το ΙΗ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1844
Το ΙΘ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1845
Το Κ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1846
Το ΚΑ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1847
Το ΚΒ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1848
Το ΚΓ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1849
Το ΚΔ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1850
Το ΚΕ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1851
Το ΚZ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1853
Το ΚH' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1854
Το ΚΘ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1855
Το Λ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1856
Το ΛΑ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1857
Το ΛΒ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1858
Το ΛΓ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1859
Το ΛΔ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1860
Το ΛΕ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1861
Το ΛΣΤ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1862
Το ΛΖ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1863
Το ΛΗ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1864
Το ΛΘ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1865
Το Μ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1866
Το ΜΑ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1867
Το ΜΒ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1868
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2dhIglJJ8Ug
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5ARdveNSwo
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TX4qOnxFqcA
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JutuBuCsxFQ
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfeIBLUqgQc
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=irHw5UjmAwk
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xr7rcEQkasc
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eG9YlDxm-Og
NICOLETTA
les orgues d' antan (A whiter shade of pale)
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher, Γαλλικοί Στίχοι: G. Aber
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Un homme seul écoutait
En pleurant, l'orgue qui jouait,
Il revoyait tout son passé
Là où il s'était marié,
Dans cette église où il pleure,
Il vient pour vider son cœur
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
Un homme seul, à genoux,
Ecoute un orgue qui joue,
Il ne lui reste plus rien
Qu'un immense chagrin,
Il a envie de crier
Sa douleur au monde entier
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
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Un homme seul écoutait
En pleurant, l'orgue qui jouait,
Il revoyait tout son passé
Là où il s'était marié,
Dans cette église où il pleure,
Il vient pour vider son cœur
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
Un homme seul, à genoux,
Ecoute un orgue qui joue,
Il ne lui reste plus rien
Qu'un immense chagrin,
Il a envie de crier
Sa douleur au monde entier
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
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Un homme seul écoutait
En pleurant, l'orgue qui jouait,
Il revoyait tout son passé
Là où il s'était marié,
Dans cette église où il pleure,
Il vient pour vider son cœur
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
Un homme seul, à genoux,
Ecoute un orgue qui joue,
Il ne lui reste plus rien
Qu'un immense chagrin,
Il a envie de crier
Sa douleur au monde entier
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eecEVSr35Jw
Stari rock majstori
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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(Audio 2016)
Label & Copyright: Multimedia Music
Digital Distribution: KVZ Music
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xAabHLDOQc
mireille bouchard
LES ORGUES D' ANTAN (A whiter shade of pale)
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher, Γαλλικοί Στίχοι: G. Aber
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Un homme seul écoutait
En pleurant, l'orgue qui jouait,
Il revoyait tout son passé
Là où il s'était marié,
Dans cette église où il pleure,
Il vient pour vider son cœur
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
Un homme seul, à genoux,
Ecoute un orgue qui joue,
Il ne lui reste plus rien
Qu'un immense chagrin,
Il a envie de crier
Sa douleur au monde entier
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCP5jkdCnrk
The Jackpots
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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Pustervik, Göteborg 27 februari 2016
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4RVtFG8wHU
klaus cornfield and the creams
a whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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a 7'' release, (1994)
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDezt3Uf1kM
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYJmHmlYnNA
O'Chi Brown
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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1984, Opname in de Efteling in Kaatsheuvel
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LRLne1ft23I
Horizont
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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Orkestern Horizont spelar "A Whiter Shade of Pale" på Stadshotellet Elite i Eskilstuna Nyårsaftonsnatten 2015/2016.
Inspelat med Pentax K-30 och endast den, därav inte det helt bra ljudet.
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cRh5-IBs0lE
L' Orchestre d' Harmonie d' Etival-Moyenmoutier (88)
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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Dimanche 09 janvier 2011, salle polyvalente d'Etival Clairefontaine.
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x7lQ8GdilxY
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_P743rRJ-dk
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfcR3Pax2q0
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hXrtL2sy2EI
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fyQHk-xiuvs
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mV-MMM8hzIY
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otTPcylLnPY
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nz4-blJGVsU
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alMhLhTt9lM
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meYhn6ZCCf4
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbb6674vC2Q
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DNBxek1lFX8
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dw7US6WMFjc
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmdNSmn3XvE
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IhhXpITma9E
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p7H-uoSy8lk
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KTBXXyT7Pk
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0jXANgKWTvU
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bw33cTmD7Rc
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YedUifc5ZNs
DMB
Dave Matthews Band
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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on July 1st, 2015, at the Xcel Energy Center in Saint Paul, MN.
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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Saint Paul, Mn 7/1/2015
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during the Encore at the Gorge in George Wa September 9, 2011
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live at the Gorge Amphitheater in George,WA on 9/2/2011 This was the first song on the encore for night 1 on DMB's Caravan 2011 tour
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on Friday 6/24/2011 at the Atlantic City Caravan
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The Gorge 9/2/2011
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Gorge 9/2/2011 (song starts at 1:20)
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Arts Center in Saratoga Springs
May 30th, 2014
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Greenwich Town Party
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09.07.2011 Chicago Caravan
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opening for Blue Man Group- 4-13-201
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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at Chicago Caravan
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Greenwich Ct. Town Festival, May 26, 2012.
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bDM98OeHvZ0
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4NNBo30V73Q
Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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November 18, 2011
United Palace Theatre, New York, NY
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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live at The Mann Center For The Performing Arts in Philadelphia
June 3rd, 2017
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBF8ez2Vc28
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
(instrumental)
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0RNUiUqedI
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
(instrumental)
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nzPK8qgXo00
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d14wabpEwzA
W. Johnson
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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Club Mix + Radio Version
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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W. Johnson & Alejandro DJ (2009)
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1i7FmvbAFfI
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2o8uyihV9U
Ultimate Ft. Sungirl
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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, 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 have 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
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
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYemJ1M6mdQ
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
(instrumental)
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmE9IW_-hT0
Cats on a Smooth Surface
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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at the Lakehouse bar
Loch Arbour, NJ Recorded on February 13, 2011
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A64pJc5zAtI
The Bad Cats
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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at Cinnabar Lounge - Prineville, OR in 2015
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YrTividabXM
The Red Cat Band
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhxpSHq1nZI
Robert Bonfiglio
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
(instrumental)
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ewXpfnIM1QM
A. VICENTE com suas harmónicas
A WHITER SHADE OF PALE
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
(instrumental)
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Faixa extraída do album "ROMANTIC FEELINGS Nº. 7"
Lisboa - Portugal - 2009
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ΣΥΝΕΧΕΙΑ στην ανάρτηση Νο 1853
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ΚΣΤ' ΜΕΡΟΣ
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Το Α' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1827
Το Β' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1828
Το Γ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1829
Το Δ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1830
Το Ε' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1831
Το ΣΤ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1832
Το Ζ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1833
Το Η' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1834
Το Θ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1835
Το Ι' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1836
Το ΙΑ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1837
Το ΙΒ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1838
Το ΙΓ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1839
Το ΙΔ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1840
Το ΙΕ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1841
Το ΙΣΤ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1842
Το ΙΖ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1843
Το ΙΗ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1844
Το ΙΘ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1845
Το Κ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1846
Το ΚΑ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1847
Το ΚΒ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1848
Το ΚΓ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1849
Το ΚΔ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1850
Το ΚΕ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1851
Το ΚZ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1853
Το ΚH' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1854
Το ΚΘ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1855
Το Λ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1856
Το ΛΑ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1857
Το ΛΒ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1858
Το ΛΓ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1859
Το ΛΔ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1860
Το ΛΕ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1861
Το ΛΣΤ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1862
Το ΛΖ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1863
Το ΛΗ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1864
Το ΛΘ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1865
Το Μ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1866
Το ΜΑ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1867
Το ΜΒ' ΜΕΡΟΣ στην Ανάρτηση Νο 1868
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2dhIglJJ8Ug
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5ARdveNSwo
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TX4qOnxFqcA
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JutuBuCsxFQ
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfeIBLUqgQc
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=irHw5UjmAwk
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xr7rcEQkasc
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eG9YlDxm-Og
NICOLETTA
les orgues d' antan (A whiter shade of pale)
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher, Γαλλικοί Στίχοι: G. Aber
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Un homme seul écoutait
En pleurant, l'orgue qui jouait,
Il revoyait tout son passé
Là où il s'était marié,
Dans cette église où il pleure,
Il vient pour vider son cœur
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
Un homme seul, à genoux,
Ecoute un orgue qui joue,
Il ne lui reste plus rien
Qu'un immense chagrin,
Il a envie de crier
Sa douleur au monde entier
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
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1967
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Un homme seul écoutait
En pleurant, l'orgue qui jouait,
Il revoyait tout son passé
Là où il s'était marié,
Dans cette église où il pleure,
Il vient pour vider son cœur
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
Un homme seul, à genoux,
Ecoute un orgue qui joue,
Il ne lui reste plus rien
Qu'un immense chagrin,
Il a envie de crier
Sa douleur au monde entier
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
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Un homme seul écoutait
En pleurant, l'orgue qui jouait,
Il revoyait tout son passé
Là où il s'était marié,
Dans cette église où il pleure,
Il vient pour vider son cœur
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
Un homme seul, à genoux,
Ecoute un orgue qui joue,
Il ne lui reste plus rien
Qu'un immense chagrin,
Il a envie de crier
Sa douleur au monde entier
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eecEVSr35Jw
Stari rock majstori
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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(Audio 2016)
Label & Copyright: Multimedia Music
Digital Distribution: KVZ Music
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xAabHLDOQc
mireille bouchard
LES ORGUES D' ANTAN (A whiter shade of pale)
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher, Γαλλικοί Στίχοι: G. Aber
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Un homme seul écoutait
En pleurant, l'orgue qui jouait,
Il revoyait tout son passé
Là où il s'était marié,
Dans cette église où il pleure,
Il vient pour vider son cœur
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
Un homme seul, à genoux,
Ecoute un orgue qui joue,
Il ne lui reste plus rien
Qu'un immense chagrin,
Il a envie de crier
Sa douleur au monde entier
Non, il ne faut jamais jurer
Mais il ne faut pas juger
Mais aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard
Non, rien n'est plus comme avant
Où sont-elles les orgues d'antan ?
Comme elles jouent tristement !
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCP5jkdCnrk
The Jackpots
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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Pustervik, Göteborg 27 februari 2016
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4RVtFG8wHU
klaus cornfield and the creams
a whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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a 7'' release, (1994)
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDezt3Uf1kM
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYJmHmlYnNA
O'Chi Brown
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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1984, Opname in de Efteling in Kaatsheuvel
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LRLne1ft23I
Horizont
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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Orkestern Horizont spelar "A Whiter Shade of Pale" på Stadshotellet Elite i Eskilstuna Nyårsaftonsnatten 2015/2016.
Inspelat med Pentax K-30 och endast den, därav inte det helt bra ljudet.
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cRh5-IBs0lE
L' Orchestre d' Harmonie d' Etival-Moyenmoutier (88)
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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Dimanche 09 janvier 2011, salle polyvalente d'Etival Clairefontaine.
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x7lQ8GdilxY
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_P743rRJ-dk
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfcR3Pax2q0
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hXrtL2sy2EI
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fyQHk-xiuvs
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mV-MMM8hzIY
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otTPcylLnPY
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nz4-blJGVsU
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alMhLhTt9lM
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meYhn6ZCCf4
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbb6674vC2Q
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DNBxek1lFX8
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dw7US6WMFjc
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmdNSmn3XvE
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IhhXpITma9E
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p7H-uoSy8lk
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KTBXXyT7Pk
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0jXANgKWTvU
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bw33cTmD7Rc
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YedUifc5ZNs
DMB
Dave Matthews Band
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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on July 1st, 2015, at the Xcel Energy Center in Saint Paul, MN.
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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during the Encore at the Gorge in George Wa September 9, 2011
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live at the Gorge Amphitheater in George,WA on 9/2/2011 This was the first song on the encore for night 1 on DMB's Caravan 2011 tour
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on Friday 6/24/2011 at the Atlantic City Caravan
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The Gorge 9/2/2011
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Gorge 9/2/2011 (song starts at 1:20)
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Arts Center in Saratoga Springs
May 30th, 2014
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Greenwich Town Party
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First Niagara Pavilion 7-13-2012
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09.07.2011 Chicago Caravan
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opening for Blue Man Group- 4-13-201
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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at Chicago Caravan
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6/24/2011 - Atlantic City Caravan - Night 1
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7.11.2015 Va (Virginia) Beach
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St. Paul 2015
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7-11-2015 Virginia Beach
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Live @ KC Sandstone 7/14/2015
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Greenwich Ct. Town Festival, May 26, 2012.
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bDM98OeHvZ0
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4NNBo30V73Q
Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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November 18, 2011
United Palace Theatre, New York, NY
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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live at The Mann Center For The Performing Arts in Philadelphia
June 3rd, 2017
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBF8ez2Vc28
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0RNUiUqedI
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
(instrumental)
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nzPK8qgXo00
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d14wabpEwzA
W. Johnson
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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Club Mix + Radio Version
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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W. Johnson & Alejandro DJ (2009)
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1i7FmvbAFfI
από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2o8uyihV9U
Ultimate Ft. Sungirl
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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(Gem Mix)
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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, 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 have 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
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
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYemJ1M6mdQ
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
(instrumental)
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmE9IW_-hT0
Cats on a Smooth Surface
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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at the Lakehouse bar
Loch Arbour, NJ Recorded on February 13, 2011
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A64pJc5zAtI
The Bad Cats
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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at Cinnabar Lounge - Prineville, OR in 2015
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YrTividabXM
The Red Cat Band
A whiter shade of pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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
And 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, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well 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
She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
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
If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed
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
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhxpSHq1nZI
Robert Bonfiglio
A Whiter Shade of Pale
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
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από https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ewXpfnIM1QM
A. VICENTE com suas harmónicas
A WHITER SHADE OF PALE
Μουσική - Στίχοι: Gary Brooker-Keith Reid-Matthew Fisher
(instrumental)
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Faixa extraída do album "ROMANTIC FEELINGS Nº. 7"
Lisboa - Portugal - 2009
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ΣΥΝΕΧΕΙΑ στην ανάρτηση Νο 1853
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