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
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
When I was young I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart
What lies ahead
Will we have rainbows
Day after day
Here's what he said to me
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
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
