Que Será, Será (Whatever Will Be, Will Be) Songtext
von Mary Hopkin

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,
Whatever will be, will be
The future′s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.

That i song
That i see
How to win those summer pray
tarararararararaatara
taratarataraaa


When I grew up and fell in love.
I asked my loved What will that be
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?
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.

That i song
That i see
How to win those summer pray
tarararararataratararara
tarararararataratararara

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


Sing a song
Sing a long
Sing a song with me.