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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.´

   
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