Versuri A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square

  
When two lovers meet in Mayfair, so the legends tell, 
Songbirds sing; winter turns to spring. 
Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell. 
I know such enchantment can be, 'cos it happened one evening to me: 
 
That certain night, the night we met, 
There was magic abroad in the air, 
There were angels dining at the Ritz, 
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square. 
 
I may be right, I may be wrong, 
But I'm perfectly willing to swear 
That when you turned and smiled at me 
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square. 
 
The moon that lingered over London town, 
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown. 
How could he know we two were so in love? 
The whole darn world seemed upside down 
 
The streets of town were paved with stars; 
It was such a romantic affair. 
And, as we kissed and said 'goodnight', 
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square 
 
When dawn came stealing up all gold and blue 
To interrupt our rendezvous, 
I still remember how you smiled and said, 
"Was that a dream or was it true?" 
 
Our homeward step was just as light 
As the tap-dancing feet of Astaire 
And, like an echo far away, 
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square 
 
I know 'cos I was there, 
That night in Berkeley Square.