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 was young, i 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.
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