George Shearing
A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square
When two lovers meet in Mayfair so the legends tellSongbirds sing and winter turns to springEvery winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spellI know such enchantment can beCause it happened one evening to meThat certain night, the night we met,There was magic abroad in the air,There were angels dining at the RitzAnd a nightingale sang in Berkley SquareI may be right, I may be wrong,But I'm perfectly willing to swearThat when you turn'd and smiled at meA nightingale sang in Berkley SquareThe moon that lingered over London townPoor puzzled moon, he wore a frownHow could he know we two were so in love,The whole darn world seemed upside downThe streets of town were paved with stars,It was such a romantic affair,And as we kissed and said goodnight,A nightingale sang in Berkley Square
From Letras Mania