艺 术 家 : Bobby Darin

编 辑 者 : pyy

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 we two 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 good - night

A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

When dawn came stealing up all gold and blue

To interrupt our rendezvous ,

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 tap - dancing feet of Astaire

And , like an echo far away ,

A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

That night in Berkeley Square.