Texty:
Klarinet

I have a friend in you, oh Mr Clarinet You make me laugh, and then cry like the song of the clarinet. Marry me, marry me alive O I put on my coat of trumpets

To know your own name Feel just no pain When it hurts too long To go your own road Which no one follows You cannot come back She talks just like a snowalker

to scare you, you?re leaving soon But the wallpaper's melting, thoughts turning blue. The light bulb is giving out shots in the dark And the mad clarinet

Překlad: Irving Berlin. Alexander a jeho klarinet (19. května 1910).

Překlad: Nick Cave a The Bad Seeds. Pan klarinet.

bell'effetto. "Il clarinetto, quello che fa filu filu filu fila". Metti che lei non e un'artista e con la musica non prova alcun diletto: il clarinetto