Lady
Prophecy
Lies
In her grave
People forget
She’s gone now
People forget
Her name
But sometimes
In a mirror
That appears
In the sky
People seem to shiver
As a bird flies by
Lady prophecy
Dead
A million hours
She’s there
Beneath the flowers
So unreal
But sometimes
In blue water
A spirit sees his daughter
And he cries
And he cries
Lady
Prophecy
They search
For the door
To thee
They open up the door to see
Whatever will
Have to be
Kay sa rar, sa rar
Kay sa rar sa rar
Kay sa rar, sa rar
Any meaning from a lost language of the bronze age? I searched for it but, couldnt find much.
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It’s a song I spelt it wrong, it should be: Que Sera, Sera (Whatever Will Be, Will Be) sung most famously by Doris Day
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