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Que Sera SeraWhen I was just a little girlI 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" There's a song that I sing Autumn, winter, summer, spring Da da da... When I grew up and fell in love I asked my lover "What will there be? Will there be rainbows day after day?" Here's what he 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" There's a song that I sing Autumn, winter, summer, spring Da da da... 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 Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera What will be, will be" Sing a song Sing along Sing a song with me |