Lyrics:
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 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 asked their mother what will I be Will I be handsome, will I be rich I tell them tenderly (Repeat *)