When I was just a little boy, I asked my mother what will I be? Will I be handsome? 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:
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 child of my own, He ask me, what will he be? Will be handsome? Will he be rich? But i said to him tenderly:
Que Sera Sera, Whatever will be will be, The future's not ours to see.
Que Sera Sera, What will be will be, Que sera sera.