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
Whatever 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,
Whatever will be,will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera,sera,
Whatever 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
Whatever will be,will be
Que sera,sera