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[00:05.700]When I was just a little girl,
[00:10.700]I asked my mother,
[00:12.700]What will I be?
[00:16.700]Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?"
[00:21.700]Here's what she said to me:
[00:24.700]Que sera, sera,
[00:28.700]Whatever will be, will be;
[00:32.700]The future's not ours to see.
[00:37.700]Que sera, sera,
[00:41.700]When I grew up and fell in love.
[00:46.700]I asked my sweetheart,
[00:48.700]What lies ahead?
[00:51.700]Will we have rainbows day after day?"
[00:56.700]Here's what my sweetheart said:
[01:00.700]Que sera, sera, “
[01:03.700]Whatever will be, will be;
[01:08.700]The future's not ours to see.
[01:12.700]Que sera, sera,
[01:17.700]Now I have Children of my own.
[01:21.700]They ask their mother,
[01:24.700]What will I be? “
[01:27.700]Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?"
[01:32.700]I tell them tenderly:
[01:36.700]Que sera, sera,
[01:39.700]Whatever will be, will be;
[01:44.700]The future's not ours to see.
[01:48.700]Que sera, sera,
[01:53.700]What will be, will be.