[Acoustic guitar intro] [Verse] 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... [Chorus] Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera What will be, will be [melodic break] [nylon string acoustic guitar playing syncopated bossa nova chords] [shaker and pandeiro enter] [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera What will be, will be [instrumental interlude] [clean electric guitar enters with melodic lead lines] [shaker and surdo continue steady rhythm] [Verse 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 [Chorus] Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera What will be, will be [Instrumental outro]