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Que sera

(J. Livingston/B. Evans)

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
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 será será
Whatever will be will be
The future's not ours to see
Que será será
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 será será
Whatever will be will be
The future's not ours to see
Que será será
What will be will be
Que será será
       
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