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

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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

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Now I have children of my own
They asked their mother what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly

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