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 sera
What will be, will be Since I am just a boy 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 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?»
Guess 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