youtube/watch?v=UZ7dv2LdIS8 When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, What will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be rich? Heres what she said to me: Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The futures not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be. When I was just a child in school, I asked my teacher, What will I try? Should I paint pictures? Should I sing songs? This was her wise reply: Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The futures 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? Heres what my sweetheart said: Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The futures 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 futures not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be. Que sera, sera! written by Jay Livingston and Ray Evans
Posted on: Mon, 10 Mar 2014 14:00:08 +0000
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