Whatever Will Be, Will Be

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:

"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 children of my own
They ask their mother, "What will I be?"
Will I be handsome?
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
Que Sera, Sera!"