
I asked my mother,
"What will I be?
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me
Chrous:
"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 will I try?
Should I paint pictures"
Should I sing songs?"
This was her wise reply:
Chrous
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:
Chrous
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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