Besedila: Manhattan Transfer. A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square.

That certain night the night we met
There was magic abroad in the air
There were Angels dining at the Ritz
And the 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
Oh how could he know we two were so in love?
The whole wide world was upside down

The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodbye
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

A nightingale sang a nightingale sang
The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodbye
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square