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

What ever 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?

Would I be handsome, would I be rich

I tell them tenderly

 

Que sera sera,

What ever will be, will be

The future's not ours to see

Que sera sera

What will be, will be