just give up the game, and get into me.

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 for us to see.
que, sera sera.

when i was young,
i fell in love.
i asked my sweetheart,
what lies ahead?
will we have rainbows,
day after day?
here's what my sweetheart said.

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.