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 berkley 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 berkley 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 berkley square.




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