Que Será, Será Lyrics

When I was just a little boy,
I asked my mother: What will I be?
Will I be handsome, will I be rich?
Oh, here's what she said to me:
Que-he-he-he-he sera, sera, sera, whatever will be, will be, will be,
the future is not ours to see.
Ah, que sera, sera, que sera, sera. What will be, will be. What will be, will be.
When I grew up to be a boy,
I asked my teacher: What will I be?
Will I be handsome, will I be rich?
Oh, here's what he said to me:
Que-he-he-he-he sera, sera, sera, whatever will be, will be, will be,
the future is not ours to see.
Ah, que sera, sera, que sera, sera. What will be, will be. What will be, will be.
When I grew up to be a man,
I asked my mother: What will she be?
Will she be pretty, will she be rich?
Oh, here's what she said to me:
Que-he-he-he-he sera, sera, sera, whatever will be, will be, will be,
the future is not ours to see.
Ah, que sera, sera, que sera, sera. What will be, will be. What will be, will be.
Que sera, sera, que sera, sera. What will be, will be. What will be, will be.