What Will Never Bewhen i was just a little girl, i asked my mother: what will i be? will i be pretty? will i be rich?
que sera, sera - whatever will be will be, the future is not for us to see
since i'm just a boy in school, i asked my teacher: what shall i try? should i paint pictures? should i sing songs? there was no reply
what never will be, will be, the future is not ours to see
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 is empty and so are we.
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: wait and see