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:
'Que sera, sera, 'Whatever will be, will be; 'The future's not ours 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 ours to see. 'Que sera, sera, 'What will be, will be.' (finale)QUE SERA SERA
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