Barbra Streisand. "One Voice" (6.09.1986). Live concert.Песня из мюзикла "A Little Night Music" (1973).Из Википедии:"Send in the Clowns" is a song written by Stephen Sondheim for the 1973 musical A Little Night Music, an adaptation of Ingmar Bergman's film Smiles of a Summer Night. It is a ballad from Act II in which the character Desire reflects on the ironies and disappointments of her life. Among other things, she looks back on an affair years earlier with the lawyer Fredrik. Meeting him after so long, she finds that he is now in an unconsummated marriage with a much younger woman. Desire proposes marriage to rescue him from this situation, but he declines, citing his dedication to his bride. Reacting to his rejection, Desire sings this song. The song is later reprised as a coda after Fredrik's young wife runs away with his son, and Fredrik is finally free to accept Desire's offer.Sondheim wrote the song specifically for the actress Glynis Johns, who created the role of Desire on Broadway. The song is structured with four verses and a bridge, and uses a complex compound meter. It became Sondheim's most popular song after Frank Sinatra recorded it in 1973 and Judy Collins' version charted in 1975 and 1977. Subsequently, Sarah Vaughan, Judi Dench, Grace Jones, Barbra Streisand, Shirley Bassey, Zarah Leander, Tiger Lillies, Ray Conniff, Glenn Close, Cher and many other artists recorded the song and it became a jazz standard.Isn't it rich, Aren't 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 approveOne 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 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 There ought to be clownsQuick send in the clownsWhat a surprise, Who could foresee?I've come to feel about you what you felt about meWhy only now when I see that you've drifted awayWhat a surprise, what a clichIsn't it rich, isn't it queer Losing my timing this late in my career And where are the clowns Quick send in the clowns Don't bother they're here.