Текст:
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
[Chorus:]
Que Sera Sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que Sera Sera
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
(Chorus)
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
(Chorus)
Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, "What will I be?
Will I be pretty, will I be rich?"
I tell them, "Wait and see"
I asked my mother, "What will I be?
Will I be pretty, will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me
[Chorus:]
Que Sera Sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que Sera Sera
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
(Chorus)
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
(Chorus)
Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, "What will I be?
Will I be pretty, will I be rich?"
I tell them, "Wait and see"
