Que Sera, Sera

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, Que Sera, Que Sera, Que Sera



When I grew up and fell in love

I asked my lover what lies ahead?

Will there be 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, Que Sera, Que Sera, Que Sera



Que Sera, Sera

Whatever will be, will be

The future's not ours to see

Que Sera, Que Sera, Que Sera, Que Sera