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 was just a child in school,
I asked my teacher, "What shall I try?
Should I paint pictures? Should I sing songs
?"
This was her wise reply: 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 lover, "What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows day after day ?"
Here's what my lover 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 pretty? 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.