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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 what ever will be will be
The futures not ours to see, Que Sera Sera
What will be wil be"
When I grew up and fell in love,
I asked my sweet-heart, "What lies ahead.
Will we have rainbows day after day?"
Here's what my sweet heart said:
"Que Sera Sera what ever will be will be
The futures not ours to see, Que Sera Sera
What will be wil be"
Now I have children of my own,
They asked their mother, "What will I be?
Will I be pretty, will I be rich?"
I tell them tenderly:
"Que Sera Sera what ever will be will be
The futures not ours to see, Que Sera Sera
What will be wil be"
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When
we were small, we felt impatient to grow up, and thought about the
future all the time. Time flew away quickly and one day we realized that we have
passed the most precious childhood and now we are all grown-ups, bearing
all kinds of responsibilities and being expected to behave like a mature
person. And we begin to feel sorry about the already-gone childhood
time....Live at the present time.