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

When I was just a little boy
I asked my father: What will I be?
Will I be handsome, will I be rich?
Here's what he 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 l grew up and Fell in love
L asked my seeetheart
What lies ahead
Will we haver rainbows
Day after day?
Here's what my seeetheart Said

Que sera, sera
Whatever wil 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 father: What will I be?
Will I be pretty, will I be rich?
I tell them tenderly

Que sera, que sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
Que sera, sera