When I was just a little girl I asked my mother what will be Will I be pretty, will I be rich here's what she said to me
Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, Que sera sera
When I grow up and fall in love I asked my sweetheart What lies ahead Will we have rainbows day after day Here's what my sweetheart said
Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, Que sera sera
Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be will be Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, Que sera, sera
Now I have children of my own They asked their children, what will be Will I be handsome, will I be rich I tell them tenderly