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, Que Sera, Que Sera, Que Sera      When I grew up and fell in love   I asked my lover what lies ahead?   Will there be rainbows day after day?   Here's what my lover said      Que Sera, Sera   Whatever will be, will be   The future's not ours to see   Que Sera, Que Sera, Que Sera, Que Sera      Que Sera, Sera   Whatever will be, will be   The future's not ours to see   Que Sera, Que Sera, Que Sera, Que Sera