We sing the nightingale song alive Streets never border further than my eyes We sing the nightingale song alive We might be different but our hearts won
Sunrise and I see her eyes Oh, why'd you come, and oh, why? Eternally break the spell I try to tell, but I don't Oh nightingale, oh nightingale Oh nightingale
Written by eric maschwitz/manning sherwin That certain night The night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the ritz
I'm hanging on to my peace of mind I just don't know I'm hanging on to those good times, baby Just want to let them roll I'm gonna make it to the light
Like some night bird homeward wingin' He seeks the sheltered nest Like the sailor's lost horizon He needs some place to rest The songs that he's been
Nightingale, sing us a song Of a love that once belonged Nightingale, tell me your tale Was your journey far too long? Does it seem like I'm looking
Nightingale sing though it's blacker than the bog Nightingale sing to me, I need to hear your song Nightingale come and perch upon my tree A terrifying
1. Viel Freuden mit sich bringet die fröhliche Sommerzeit. Im grünen Wald jetzt singet wied'rum vor Freudigkeit ohn' Unterlaß mit hellem
I built my house beside the wood So I could hear you singing And it was sweet and it was good And love was all beginning Fare thee well my nightingale
Someday you'll hear my cry The lonesome nightingale Parched upon this broken branch My love has now set sail Come sing with me a melody In the dark of
If a bird sat down upon my shoulder Would I know if it's a sparrow? Just as well now it could be a nightingale If I had the wealth of all the universe
Away, away, for I will fly to thee When my heart aches and drowsy numbness pains My sense as though of hemlock drunk Or empty some opiate to the drain
And I like the way it feels To burn my soul into my heels And I don't want to go home And I don't hide the scars I have They no longer make me sad And
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
When two lovers meet in Mayfair So the legends tell Songbirds sing Winter turns to spring Every winding street in Mayfair Falls beneath the spell I know
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
