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
     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

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

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