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 our's 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:
"Que Sera, Sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not our's 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 our's to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be
Que Sera, Sera!"
