Que Sera, Sera (Whatever Will Be, Will Be)

When I was just a little boy
I asked my mother, "Mother what will I be?"
"Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?"
This is what she said to me
Que sera sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera sera
When I was young I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will there be 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
Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, "Mother what will I be?"
"Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?"
This is what she tells them tenderly
Que sera sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera sera
Que sera sera