This is the right version with a big band, a tenor singing about love contrasted with images of WW2-so much nostalgia as young British and allied soldiers in southern England tried to find romance with local girls before crossing into Normandy with many never to return home. This was one of the ballads that immediately takes you to that period. So memorable and bitter sweet.
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 London town Poor puzzled moon he wore a frown How could he know we two were so in love The whole damned 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 How strange it was How sweet and strange There was never a dream to compare To those hazy crazy nights we met And a nightingale sang in Berkeley square Ah this heart of mine Loud and fast Like a merry-go-round in a fair We would dance cheek to cheek And a nightingale sang in Berkeley square The 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 tap dancing feet of Astaire And like an echo far away And a nightingale sang in Berkeley square And a nightingale sang in Berkeley square That night in Berkeley square.
Alfie....you have captured my heart. GOD gifted you with a BEAUTIFUL voice!!!!!
Alfie you are so amazing that song was out of this world your voice so wonderful
Enjoyable rendition. Dancing, orchestra and lighting adds so much more. Siren as well!
My nana Stacey’s favourite sing bless her she had a terrible hard life we don’t know how lucky we are xxxx
This is the right version with a big band, a tenor singing about love contrasted with images of WW2-so much nostalgia as young British and allied soldiers in southern England tried to find romance with local girls before crossing into Normandy with many never to return home. This was one of the ballads that immediately takes you to that period. So memorable and bitter sweet.
sublime voice, beautiful song
this good orchestra intensifies the magic of the voice
Beautiful - the man & the song
Remember seeing this at the time. Absolutely spine chilling rendition. Absolutely stunning. And that piano is on point too I must say!
Saw Alfie twice here in the USA and then met him. What a great performer and nice guy.
What a beautiful rendition sung by Alfie- and he looks so stunning as well
I love this song and Alfie sings it so beautifully. He looks so good too!
Magnificent.
Love this.
Beautiful!
this is my fave sinatra song, good job boe
Wonderful…… wonderful
Alfie sounding and looks amazing here, what a beautiful song x
INDEED Linda!
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 London town
Poor puzzled moon he wore a frown
How could he know we two were so in love
The whole damned 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
How strange it was
How sweet and strange
There was never a dream to compare
To those hazy crazy nights we met
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley square
Ah this heart of mine
Loud and fast
Like a merry-go-round in a fair
We would dance cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley square
The 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 tap dancing feet of Astaire
And like an echo far away
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley square
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley square
That night in Berkeley square.
Brilliant. M.
Wow jazz x opera 👏
Great song, frightful interpretation.