:Whatever Will Be, Will Be
When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, What will I be?Will I be pretty? Will I be rich? Heres what she said to me:Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The futures not ours to see.Que sera, sera, What will be, will be. When I grew up and fell in love.I asked my sweetheart, What lies ahead? Will we have rainbowsDay after day? Heres what my sweetheart said:Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The futures not ours to see.Que sera, sera, What will be, will be.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 futures not ours to see.Que sera, sera, What Ask and answer
will be, will be. Que Sera, Sera!
Would you like to be …?
Yes, I would. I would like to be …
No, I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t like to be …
a pilot
a doctor
a dentist
a cook
