A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square - Hildegard Knef

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 berkeley 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 berkeley 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 berkeley square.

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 'cause i was there,

That night in berkeley square