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
When I was just a child in school I asked my teacher what should I try
Should I paint pictures? Should I sing songs? This was her wise reply
When I grew up and fell in love I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will there be rainbows day after day. Here's what my sweetheart said
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