| 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 |
| Que Sera, Sera!» |
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