Letra de Send in the clowns

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´d stopped opening doors,
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours,
Making my entrance again with my usual flair,
Sure of my lines,
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.

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.