When I was just a little

I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty,
will I be rich

Here's what she said to
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
Roosters will be for dinner.

When I was young,

I 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 yours, to see
Que Sera, Sera,
Roosters will be for dinner.
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 yours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
I say run boy run

Roosters are eaten for dinner

I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty,

will I be rich

Here's what she said to

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
Roosters will be for dinner.

When I was young,

I 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 yours, to see
Que Sera, Sera,
Roosters will be for dinner.
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 yours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
I say run boy run

Roosters are eaten for dinner