A Nightingale Sang in Berkely Square

[Black Moon]

When true lovers meet in Mayfair, so the legends tell,
Songbirds sing; winter turns to spring.
Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell.
I know such enchantment can be, 'cos it happened one evening to me:

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 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.

How strange it was, how sweet and strange;
There was never a dream to compare
With those hazy crazy nights we met
When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

This heart of mine beat loud and fast,
Like a merry go round in a fair.
We were dancing cheek to cheek
And 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.

I know 'cos I was there,
That night in Berkeley Square.

Примечательно, что в Торчвуде строчку Here were angels dining at the Ritz заменили на Here were angels dancing at the Ritz.))

@музыка: Vera Lynn - A Nightingale Sang in Berkely Square

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