歌曲 | A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square |
歌手 | Rod Stewart |
专辑 | Stardust...The Great American Songbook III |
作词 : Maschwitz, Sherwin | |
ti:A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square] | |
Nat King Cole | |
Uploaded by Kenny Lee | |
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 Londontown | |
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown | |
How could he know that 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 | |
/*Interlude*/ | |
When dawn came stealing up, all gold and blue | |
To interrupt our rendez-vous | |
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 dancing feet of Astaire | |
And like an echo far away | |
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square |
zuò cí : Maschwitz, Sherwin | |
ti: A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square | |
Nat King Cole | |
Uploaded by Kenny Lee | |
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 Londontown | |
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown | |
How could he know that 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 | |
Interlude | |
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 dancing feet of Astaire | |
And like an echo far away | |
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square |