paroles de chanson Send In The Clowns - Elisabeth Andreassen
Isn't
it
rich?
Are
we
a
pair?
Me
here
at
last
on
the
ground,
you
in
mid-air
Send
in
the
clowns
Isn't
it
bliss?
Don't
you
approve?
One
who
keeps
tearing
around,
one
who
can't
move
Where
are
the
clowns?
Send
in
the
clowns
Just
when
I
stopped
Opening
doors
Finally
knowing
the
one
that
I
wanted
was
yours
Making
my
entrance
again,
with
my
usual
flair
Sure
of
my
line
No
one
is
there
Don't
you
love
farce?
My
fault,
I
fear
I
thought
that
you'd
want
what
I
want
Sorry,
my
dear
But
where
are
the
clowns?
Quick
send
in
the
clowns
Don't
bother,
they're
here
What
a
surprise
Who
could
foresee?
I'd
come
to
feel
about
you
what
you
felt
about
me?
Why
only
now
I
see
that
you've
drifted
away?
What
a
surprise
What
a
cliché
Isn't
it
rich?
Isn't
it
queer?
Losing
my
timing
this
late
in
my
career
And
where
are
the
clowns?
There
ought
to
be
clowns
Well,
maybe
next
year
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