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)
(Since I am just a boy 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 futurе's not ours to see
Que será, será
(What will bе, will be)
When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my lover, What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows day after day?
Guess what my lover said
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)
(Since I am just a boy 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 futurе's not ours to see
Que será, será
(What will bе, will be)
When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my lover, What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows day after day?
Guess what my lover said
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