Текст песни Vera Lynn - 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
'cause 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 that we were so in love?
the whole darned 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

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, for i was there
that night in Berkeley Square