Que sera, sera
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,
what ever 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 wil 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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