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 furture's not ours to see

Que sera sera

When I was just a child in school

I asked my teacher

What should I try

Should I paint pictures

Should I sing songs

This was her wise reply

Que sera sera

Whatever will be will be

The furture's not ours to see

Que sera sera

When I grew up and fell in love

I asked my lover

What will I be

Will I have rainbows

Day after day

Here's what my lover said

Que sera sera

Whatever will be will be

The furture's not ours to see

Que sera sera

Que sera sera

Whatever will be will be

The furture's not ours to see

Que sera sera

The furture's not ours to see

Que sera sera