(originally by Doris Day)
|
|
|
|
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 was young, I 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 (Whatever Will Be, Will Be)
|
| Corinne Bailey Rae |
