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 será, será,
Whatever will be will be;
The future’s not ours to see.
Que será, será!
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 será, será,
Whatever will be will be;
The future’s not ours to see.
Que será, será!
What will be will be!”

When I grew up and fell in love,
I asked my lover “What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows day after day?”
Here’s what my lover said:

“Que será, será,
Whatever will be will be;
The future’s not ours to see.
Que será, será!
What will be will be!”

Now I have children of my own,
They ask their mother “What will I be?
Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?”
I tell them tenderly:

“Que será, será,
Whatever will be will be;
The future’s not ours to see.
Que será, será!
What will be will be!”