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