When I was just a little girlI asked my mother, what will I beWill I be prettyWill I be richHere's what she said to meQue sera, seraWhatever will be, will beThe future's not ours to seeQue sera, seraWhat will be, will beWhen I grew up and fell in loveI asked my sweetheart, what lies aheadWill we have rainbowsDay after dayHere's what my sweetheart saidQue sera, seraWhatever will be, will beThe future's not ours to seeQue sera, seraWhat will be, will beNow I have children of my ownThey ask their mother, what will I beWill I be handsomeWill I be richI tell them tenderlyQue sera, seraWhatever will be, will beThe future's not ours to seeQue sera, seraWhat will be, will beQue sera, sera
I used to sing this to my baby when she was a newborn and she would snuggle her head into my chest trying to hear me better she's 4 years old now and this song gives me such chills and great memories
I use to listen to this with my mother. She was emotional and physically abusive, but when this sing came on we would sing together and it was always a nice time. This song makes me think that deep down she did love me but didnt know how to show it. I am getting married next year and she wont be at my wedding due to our history, but this song really resonates with the little part of me that still just wants my mom on my wedding day.