A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Sarah Brightman Lyrics


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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 paleShe said there is no reason

And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered through my playing cards
And I would not let her be
One of the sixteen vestal virgins

Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might just as well´ve been closedAnd so it was that later
As the Miller told his tale





That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

Overall Meaning

"Whiter Shade of Pale" is a song by British singer Sarah Brightman, which is a cover of the classic 1967 hit song by Procol Harum. The song is a haunting and enigmatic tale that takes place in a surreal atmosphere, with the singer recounting events that occur during a party. The first stanza describes the partygoers doing a traditional English folk dance known as the Fandango. As the party reaches its climax, the singer becomes disorientated and starts to feel sick. However, the crowd is demanding more music, and the party continues.


In the second stanza, the singer recounts that the room seemed to become more chaotic, and the ceiling even disappears. The waiters continue to serve drinks, and the situation becomes even more surreal. Later in the evening, the Miller tells a ghostly story, and the singer sees a sudden change in the expression of a woman watching the scene. Her face turns a "whiter shade of pale," indicating that she has seen something disturbing or even supernatural.


The last stanza puts focus on the singer himself. Rather than being an observer still, the singer is now involved. He is reminiscing on the fleeting love he had for a girl he once had a fling with, but has lost. The final phrase, "And so it was," alludes to Time's fleeting nature and how those past events will remain only as memories from this point on.


Line by Line Meaning

We skipped the light Fandango
We danced energetically and joyfully


Turned cartwheels ´cross the floor
We spun around, feeling free and uninhibited


I was feeling kind of seasick
I was getting dizzy and disoriented from all the spinning and dancing


But the crowd called out for more
Despite my discomfort, the audience was enjoying our performance and wanted us to continue


The room was humming harder
The atmosphere was becoming more intense and exciting


As the ceiling flew away
The experience was becoming surreal and euphoric


When we called out for another drink
We wanted to prolong the feeling of ecstasy


The waiter brought a tray
The waiter fulfilled our request, enabling us to keep going


And so it was that later
After some time had passed


As the Miller told his tale
While the storyteller shared their narrative


That her face, at first just ghostly
Initially, she appeared pale and ethereal


Turned a whiter shade of pale
She became even more pale, almost lifeless


She said there is no reason
The woman expressed that there was no explanation or justification for her appearance


And the truth is plain to see
The truth of the situation is apparent and obvious


But I wandered through my playing cards
The singer was lost in thought or contemplation


And I would not let her be
The artist was preoccupied, ignoring the woman's distress


One of the sixteen vestal virgins
A reference to ancient Roman priestesses who were sworn to chastity


Who were leaving for the coast
The priestesses were departing, possibly to fulfill a religious ritual or duty


And although my eyes were open
The singer was physically present but mentally absent


They might just as well´ve been closed
The artist was emotionally disconnected and unresponsive


And so it was that later
After some time had passed


As the Miller told his tale
While the storyteller shared their narrative


That her face, at first just ghostly
Again, the woman looked pale and ghostly


Turned a whiter shade of pale
Her complexion became even more ashen and waxy




Lyrics © Onward Music Limited
Written by: Gary Brooker, Keith Reid, Matthew Fisher

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