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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
"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 sweetheart, "What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart 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 handsome?
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"
Que será, será
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