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
What ever
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 should I try?
Should I paint
pictures
Should I sing song?
This was her
wise reply
Que Sera Sera
What ever
Will be will be
The future's not
ours to see
Que Sera Sera
What will be will be
When I was up
and fell in love
I asked my lover
What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
day after day?
Here's what
my lover said
Que Sera Sera
What ever
Will be will be
The future's not
ours to see
Que Sera Sera
What will be will be
When I was 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
What ever
Will be will be
The future's not
ours to see
Que Sera Sera
What will be
will be
Que Sera Sera.