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"
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... [repeat *] 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... [repeat *] 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... [repeat *] Que sera, sera!