Que Sera Sera - The Shirelles

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 Since I am just a boy in school,

I asked my teacher: «What should I try?

Should I paint pictures?

Should I sing songs?»

This was her wise reply:

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 lover: «What lies ahead?

Will we have rainbows day after day?»

Guess what my lover 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 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

Whatever will be, will be The future’s not ours to see

Que sera sera

What will be, will be