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.
If I am getting old and old
I ask myself, what will I be
Will I be lonely, day after day
Here's what everyone say to me
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's in our dream
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Know the thing about chaos?
2 comments:
The future's not ours to see.
But we can make the best from today.
So the better will follow.
The nearest future is sat & sun.
que sera sera
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