when I was just a little girl
I asked my mother "what will I be ?
will I be pertty ? will I be rich ?"
here's what she said to me :
ref " que sera sera ? whatever will be ưill 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 asker my sweetheart "what is ahcad ?
will we have rainbow day after day ?"
here's what my, sweethcart said :
now I have children of my own
they ask their mother "what will I be ?
will I be I handsome ? will I be sick ?"
I tell them tenderly :