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 Será, Será
Whatever will be, will be...
The future's not ours to see
Que Será, Será...
Since I am just a girl in school
I asked my teacher, "What should I try?
Should I paint pictures, should I sing songs?"
This was her wise reply...
Que Será, Será...
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que Será, Será..
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 Será, Será...
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que Será, Será...
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, "Wait and see"
Writer: Ray Evans; Lyrics:
Ray Evans
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