Sam Sine

Lyrics

When I was just a little boy,
I asked my Mommy, What will I be?
Will I be handsome? 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

When I was just a child in school,
I asked my teacher, What should I try?
Should I paint pictures Should I sing songs?
This was her wise reply

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will 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 Daddy, What will I be?
Will I be pretty?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