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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 lives ahead? “
Here's what my sweetheart said
Will we have rainbows day after day?"
"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!
