When true lovers meet in Mayfair, So the legends tell, Song birds sing, Winter turns to spring, Ev'ry winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell. I know such enchantment can be, 'Cause it happened one ev'ning to me. Chorus: 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 Berk'ley Square I may be right, I may be wrong, But I'm perfectly willing to swear That when you turn'd and smiled at me, A nightingale sang in Berk'ley 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 kiss'd and said "good-night" A nightingale sang in Berk'ley Square How strange it was , How sweet and strange There was never a dream to compare With that hazy, crazy night we met When a nightingale sang in Berk'ley Square This heart of mine beat loud and fast Like a merry-go-round in a fair For we were dancing cheek to cheek And a nightingale sang in Berk'ley Square When dawn came stealing up all golden 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 Berk'ley Square. I know 'cause I was there, That night in Berk'ley Square

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