© Владимир Старк (YouTube) • 28.II.2014 - альбом «La Luna» (℗2000) - track 5 (3'40 / «Procol Harum»)We skipped the light FandangoTurned cartwheels 'cross the floorI was feeling kind of seasickBut the crowd called out for moreThe room was humming harderAs the ceiling flew awayWhen we called out for another drinkThe waiter brought a trayAnd so it was that laterAs the Miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostlyTurned a whiter shade of paleShe said there is no reasonAnd the truth is plain to seeBut I wandered through my playing cardsAnd I would not let her beOne of the sixteen vestal virginsWho were leaving for the coastAnd although my eyes were openThey might just as well have been closedAnd so it was that laterAs the Miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostlyTurned a whiter shade of pale☆ Sarah Brightman • 1960 • UK / сопрано / classical crossover