По версии Рики Рикардо - от 12.10.2014 | Текст песни

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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:

"Oue 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 be rich, day after day?" (Sing it Rose)
Here's how my lover sees:

"Que sera, sera, whatever will be, will be, will be"
"Ooh, que sera, sera, whatever or whoever will be, will be, will be"
"Oh, the future's not ours' to see"
"Que sera, que sera, what will be what will..."

Que sera, que sera, whatever or whoever will be, will be, will be
The future's not ours' to see
Oh, 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 wait and see.

Que sera sera
Que sera sera
Que sera sera

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