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Thursday, September 22, 2005

Que Sera Sera

Everybody is worried about his/her future for sure.
As a kid, there is a strange feeling with us. What will I be? What I want to be? How the world will treat me?
Yes. There are lots of questions to ask and many of us do not feel ourselves strong enough even to ask our parents about it. And if you ask them, all you get is a not-understandable reply. But it gives the sense. A sense of happiness with an un-known background. Perhaps they mean: Just wait, you'll see by yourself. You'll get it one day. And they are right, we got to wait, to face everything which comes.

But, alas, we cant't have everything. I mean all joys are not coming to you at the same time. You feel it when you look at your parents getting older and older which fades their smiles day by day. Now you understand. You get what they wanted to tell you...

"Que Sera Sera" was written for Alfred Hitchcock's 1956 re-make Of his 1934 film "The Man Who Knew Too Much" Starring Doris Day & Jimmy Stewart. Lyrics tell everything itself...

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When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother
What will I be
Will I be pretty
Will I be rich
Here's what she said to me

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be

When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart
What lies ahead
Will we have rainbows
Day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be

Now I have Children of my own
They ask their mother
What will I be
Will I be handsome
Will I be rich
I tell them tenderly

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
Que Sera, Sera
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posted by Cyrus at 11:29 PM

7 Comments:

  • This poem reminded me of another one by Debbie Carneige:
    As soon as I speak_I was told to listen
    As soon as I could play_they taught me to work
    As soon as I found a job_I married
    As soon as I married_came the children
    As soon as I underestood them_they left me
    As soon as I learned to live_life was gone.

    By Blogger Frank, at 4:57 AM  

  • Quel che sara', sara'. . .
    hmmm, I have never been able to live my life like that "whatever will be, will be". Somehow I have always ended up putting all my efforts into whatever I was doing, giving it my 100% . . . I want to make my own future. sure it hasn't always gone MY WAY (now, that is another good song!), but then at least I have tried to make it go my way ;D

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:16 AM  

  • Very nice piece Cyrus.
    But U know what, I haven't seen this movie for such a long time. I'll rent it this weekend. Thanx 4 the lyrics... I loved it.
    Listen to MY WAY by Frank Sinatra. That's my song and my opinion to your piece!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:44 AM  

  • Well put, could not have said it better myself

    By Blogger Gopher-Goof, at 12:30 PM  

  • I love this song, I listen to it right now on my computer!
    well said!

    By Blogger Alireza, at 1:09 PM  

  • thanks for posting the lyrics, Cy. that's a good song....

    By Blogger s, at 8:15 AM  

  • Dear Dear cyrus:
    i'm so happy for you:) ur post just shake my heart as u have writen form the bottom of ur heart. we r looking forward to hear ur stories in Iran

    By Blogger Tarkhoon, at 11:54 PM  

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