A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Songtext

von Vera Lynn

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 Berkley 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 Berkley 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 Berkley Square.

When dawn came steaming up,
All Gold and Blue,
To interact our Rendevous.
I'll 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 Astair.
And like an echo far away,
A Nightingale Sang In Berkley Square.
I know 'cause I was there, that night in Berkley Square