Que Sera Sera by Sir Terry Wogan Lyrics

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
What ever will be, will be
The future`s 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?
Here´s what my sweetheart 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 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

Que sera, sera