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,
Whatever will be, will be,
The future's not ours to see
Que Sera, Sera!"
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 will be, will be,
The future's not ours to see,
Que Sera, Sera!"
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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