Halaman lirik lagu ini dipersembahkan untuk lagu "Send in the Clowns" yang dibawakan oleh Judi Dench. Lagu ini memiliki lirik yang indah dan menyentuh, yang bercerita tentang seorang wanita yang sedang patah hati.
Lirik lagu ini ditulis oleh Stephen Sondheim, dan pertama kali muncul dalam musikal "A Little Night Music" pada tahun 1973. Sejak saat itu, lagu ini telah menjadi salah satu lagu paling populer dan dicintai di dunia, dan telah dinyanyikan oleh banyak penyanyi terkenal, termasuk Judi Dench, Barbra Streisand, dan Frank Sinatra.
Kami berharap halaman lirik lagu ini dapat membantu Anda untuk menikmati lagu "Send in the Clowns" dengan lebih mendalam. Selamat mendengarkan!
Send in the Clowns Lyrics
Judi Dench
Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air..
Where are 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!
And 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.
And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns...
Well, maybe next year.
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air..
Where are 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!
And 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.
And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns...
Well, maybe next year.
