A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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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

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





I know 'cause I was there
That night in Berkley Square

Overall Meaning

The song "A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square" tells the story of a magical night when the singer met someone special. The night was filled with enchantment, as angels were dining at the Ritz and a nightingale was singing in Berkeley Square. The singer expresses that he is willing to swear that the nightingale sang when his love interest turned and smiled at him. The moon over London seemed puzzled by the couple's love, and the whole world seemed upside down.


The streets were paved with stars, adding to the romantic atmosphere. As the singer and his love interest kissed and said goodnight, the nightingale sang again. The song ends with the singer affirming that he was there that night, in Berkeley Square.


The lyrics are full of whimsical descriptions, creating a dreamlike atmosphere of romance and magic. The nightingale, a bird known for its beautiful singing voice, serves as a symbol of love and enchantment throughout the song. The streets paved with stars add to the overall ethereal atmosphere, creating an image of a beautiful, starry night.


Line by Line Meaning

That certain night, the night we met
On the specific evening we first encountered each other


There was magic abroad in the air
Mystical, enchanting sensations surrounded us


There were angels dining at the Ritz
Heavenly beings were feasting at the famous hotel


And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square
A melodious bird performed a song at the Berkeley Square


I may be right, I may be wrong
My thoughts could be accurate or incorrect


But I'm perfectly willing to swear
However, I'm eager to declare


That when you turned and smiled at me
As soon as you faced me and grinned


A nightingale sang in Berkley Square
A beautiful nightingale sang at the Berkley Square


The moon that lingered over London town
The moon that stayed above the city of London


Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
The moon seemed upset and confused


How could he know we two were so in love?
The moon wasn't aware of our intense affection


The whole darn world seemed upside down
The entire planet felt topsy-turvy


The streets of town were paved with stars
The roadways were glittering with stars


It was such a romantic affair
The setting was incredibly amorous


And, as we kissed and said goodnight,
While we embraced and bade farewell,


A nightingale sang in Berkley Square
A nightingale sang a tune at the Berkley Square


The streets of town were paved with stars
The thoroughfares glistened with stars


It was such a romantic affair
The scenario was extremely romantic


And, as we kissed and said goodnight,
While we locked lips and parted ways,


A nightingale sang in Berkley Square
A lovely nightingale sang at the Berkley Square


I know 'cause I was there
I'm certain because I was present at the time




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Written by: Eric Maschwitz, Manning Sherwin

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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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