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Que Sera, Sera

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 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"

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