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Nat King Cole

A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square

 

A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square

(альбом: The Touch Of Your Lips - 1961)


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 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 rendez-vous
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 dancing of Fred Astaire
And like an echo far away
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

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