Que Sera

Que sera , sera You cant stop the world From turning my friend, cnd you cant stop Babylon, From burning again. You cant stop the rain From falling from the sky You cant stop this here propchey Of Rastafari Que sera , sera Oh what a jubilee, Que sera , sera The crowning of his majesty que sera, sera oh what a jubilee, Que sera, sera The crowning of his majesty. Selassie QUE SERc, SERc Now you cant stop the children From wanting to know the truth So tired of hearing the old time stories Of Di Maggio and Babe Ruth. cnd you can't stop the river from Flowing from the sea, You cant stop the prophecy Of Haile Selassie Que sera, sera Oh what a jubilee Que sera, sera The crowning of his majesty Que sera, sera Oh what a jubilee Que sera, sera The crowning of his majesty Now you cant stop the sun From rising again No eclipse could ever stop the moon from shining again cnd yes the answer has been blowing For sometime in the wind cnd you can't stop this intuitive feeling From coming from within Que sera, sera Oh what a jubilee Now Babylon It's your turn Your wall is starting to crumble cnd I see Jah Lion the king of the jungle Hippocrits and foricies Is the road you have traveled You have seen the story as its starts to unravel Que sera, sera Oh what a jubilee Que sera sera The crowning of his majesty Que sera, sera Oh what a jubilee