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 lover: "What lies ahead

Will we have rainbows day after day "

Guess what my lover 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 pretty " "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