Listen to the song that's playing right now.
Que sera, sera
Listening to this made me remember that little girl who sat on her mother's lap,
swaying her body while singing along with her mother.
And when the song came to an end,
the room started to fill up with the mother& her child's laughters and applause.
It warmed my heart.
And I asked my mother if she remembers this song,
she smiled like the way I did.
Mum, like the way you're living for us,
I live for you too.
Que Sera, Sera
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, sera,
What will be, will be."
When I was just a child in school,
I asked my teacher, "What will 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."
When I grew up and fell in love.
I asked my sweetheart, "What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart said:
"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 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,
What will be, will be.
Que Sera, Sera!"
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