Clatter, crash, clack!
Racket, bang, thump!
Rattle, clang, crack, thud, whack, bam!
It’s music! — Now dance!
Listen, Cvalda
You’re the dancer
You’ve got the sparkle in your eyes
Look at me, entrancer!
Clatter, crash, clack…
The clatter-machines
They greet you and say:
«We tap out a rhythm and sweep you away!»
A clatter-machine
What a magical sound
A room full of noises
That spins you around…
Darling Selma
Look who’s dancing
Faster than a shooting star!
Cvalda’s here!
Cvalda sings…
Clatter, crash, clack…
The clatter-machines
They greet you, and say:
«We tap out a rhythm and sweep you away!»
A clatter-machine!
What a magical sound!
A room full of noises
That spins us around
It spins us around
It spins us around
It spins us around…