sexta-feira, agosto 26, 2005

A sombra mais branca da palidez


Esta musica lançada no verão de 1967 pelos Procul Harum é, muito provavelmente, a musica que mais vezes ouvi em toda a minha vida. Mais tarde viria a ser cantada também pela Annie Lennox, mas sem chegar ao sublime do original, na minha humilde opinião. É dificil explicar o fascínio que esta musica desperta em mim, apesar de grande parte ser devido ao instrumental que lhe dá inicio ou que aparece por alturas do refrão. Quanto à letra deixa-se à imaginação de cada um o que quererá mesmo dizer. Eu faço a minha interpretação, outros talvez façam uma diferente.
Todos já devem conhecer, mas se quiserem recordar é só carregar no play.



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

(Whiter Shade of Pale, Procul Harum)

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