Intro: #1. 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 ser-a, sera..whatever will be, will be, the future's not ours to see..que sera, sera, what will be, will be. INTERLUDE: (Here's a song that I sing all the winter, summer, spring. Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da..da-da-da-da-da.) #2. When I grew up and fell in love, I asked my lover, what will I be? Will there be rainbows day after day..here's he said to me.. Que ser-a, sera..whatever will be, will be, the future's not ours to see..que sera, sera, what will be, will be. INTERLUDE: (Here's a song that I sing all the winter, summer, spring. Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da..da-da-da-da-da.) #3. 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 ser-a, sera..whatever will be, will be, the future's not ours to see..que sera, sera. Que ser-a, sera..whatever will be, will be, the future's not ours to see..que sera, sera, what will be, will be. OUTRO: Sing a song, sing along....sing a song with me. A seventies smash from Kraziekhat.