Текст песни Frank Sinatra - "Send In the Clowns"
Frank Sinatra - "Send In the Clowns" слова песни
Isn`t it rich, aren`t we a pair
Me here at last on the ground - and you in mid-air
Send in the clowns
Isn`t it bliss, don`t you approve
One who keeps tearing around - and one who can`t move
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Just when I stopped opening doors
Finally finding the one that I wanted - was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines - nobody there
Don`t you love a farce; my fault I fear
I thought that you`d want what I want - sorry my dear
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Don`t bother they`re here
Isn`t it rich, isn`t it queer
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Well maybe next year