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 ours to see Que sera, que sera, que sera When I grew up and fell in love I asked my lover "What will I be? Will I have rainbows day after day?" Here's what my lover said: Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, que sera, que sera I was holding on to the illusions of my mind I will worry about nothing But now I know, I have to let go and embrace the moment Open up your mind And set yourself free All you got to do is let it be Que sera, que sera, que sera 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, que sera, que sera I was holding on to the illusions of my mind I will worry about nothing But now I know, I have to let go and embrace the moment Open up your mind And set yourself free All you got to do is let it be Que sera, que sera, que sera