[00:00.000] 作词 : Ray Evans/Jay Livingston
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Ray Evans/Jay Livingston
[00:22.950]
[00:23.752]When I was just a little girl
[00:29.320]I asked my mother, "What will I be?
[00:36.511]Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?"
[00:42.088]Here's what she said to me:
[00:46.333]
[00:46.612]"Que Sera, Sera
[00:56.446]Whatever will be, will be, will be
[01:10.034]The future's not ours to see
[01:22.118]Que Sera, Que Sera"
[01:32.216]
[01:33.278]When I grew up and fell in love
[01:38.871]I asked my lover, "What will I be?
[01:46.318]Will I be rich day after day?" (Sing, Rose)
[01:51.896]Here's how my lover said:
[01:55.887]
[01:56.417]"Que Sera, Sera
[02:06.004]Whatever will be, will be, will be
[02:20.931]Que Sera, Sera
[02:29.204]Whatever will be, will be
[02:40.896]Oh oh, the future's not ours to see
[02:55.183]Que Sera"
[03:03.426]
[03:03.681]-
[03:40.898]
[03:41.681]"Que Sera, Que Sera
[03:48.078]Who, whatever, what, whoever will be, will be, will be
[04:03.767]The future's not ours to see
[04:16.783]Que Sera"
[04:26.102]
[04:27.696]Now I have children (well) of my own
[04:33.023]They asked their mother, "What will I be?
[04:40.474]Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?"
[04:45.788]I tell them tenderly ...
[04:49.257]
[04:50.532]"Que Sera, Sera"
[05:01.949]"Que Sera"

作词 : Ray Evans/Jay Livingston
作曲 : Ray Evans/Jay Livingston
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 Sera, Sera
Whatever will be, will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que Sera, Que Sera"
When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my lover, "What will I be?
Will I be rich day after day?" (Sing, Rose)
Here's how my lover said:
"Que Sera, Sera
Whatever will be, will be, will be
Que Sera, Sera
Whatever will be, will be
Oh oh, the future's not ours to see
Que Sera"
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"Que Sera, Que Sera
Who, whatever, what, whoever will be, will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que Sera"
Now I have children (well) of my own
They asked their mother, "What will I be?
Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?"
I tell them tenderly ...
"Que Sera, Sera"
"Que Sera"