Idioma Origen:
Claire, the moment I met you I swear
I felt as if something, somewhere
Had happened to me which I couldn't see
And then the moment I met you again
I knew in my heart that we were friends
It had to be so, it couldn't be "no"
But try as hard as I might do, I don't know why
You get to me in a way I can't describe
Words mean so little When you look up and smile
I don't care what people say
To me you're more than a child Oh Claire, Claire
Claire. If ever a moment so rare
Was captured for all to compare
That moment is you in all that you do
But why in spite of our age difference do I cry
Each time I leave you I feel I could die
Nothing means more to me than hearing you say
"I'm going to marry you, will you marry me Uncle Ray? Oh Claire, Claire
Claire, I've told you before "Don't you dare"
Get back into bed, can't you see that it's late
No you can't have a drink Oh allright then, but wait just a minute
While I, in an effort to babysit
Catch up on my breath, what there is left of it
You can be murder at this hour of the day
But in the morning the sun will see my lifetime away Oh Claire, Claire Oh Claire.
Idioma Destino:
Claire, the moment I met you I swear
I felt as if something, somewhere
Had happened to me which I couldn't see
And then the moment I met you again
I knew in my heart that we were friends
It had to be so, it couldn't be "no"
But try as hard as I might do, I don't know why
You get to me in a way I can't describe
Words mean so little When you look up and smile
I don't care what people say
To me you're more than a child Oh Claire, Claire
Claire. If ever a moment so rare
Was captured for all to compare
That moment is you in all that you do
But why in spite of our age difference do I cry
Each time I leave you I feel I could die
Nothing means more to me than hearing you say
"I'm going to marry you, will you marry me Uncle Ray? Oh Claire, Claire
Claire, I've told you before "Don't you dare"
Get back into bed, can't you see that it's late
No you can't have a drink Oh allright then, but wait just a minute
While I, in an effort to babysit
Catch up on my breath, what there is left of it
You can be murder at this hour of the day
But in the morning the sun will see my lifetime away Oh Claire, Claire Oh Claire.