Превод: Синатра, Франк. А славей пее в Berkeley Square.
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
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
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