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 had 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 *
Que sera sera