When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother what will I be
Will I'll be pretty, will I'll be rich,
Hears what she said to me:
Che sera, sera, whatever will be, will be,
The future is not ours to see
Che sera, sera, what will be, will be.
When I grew up, and felt in love,
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead,
Will we have rainbows day after day,
Hears what my sweetheart said:
Che sera, sera, whatever will be, will be, the futere is not ours to see, che sera, sera,
what will be, will be.
Now I have children of my own,
they ask their mother,
what will I'll be, will I'll be handsome, will I'll be rich,
I tell them tenderly,
Che sera, sera, whatever will be, will be,
the future is not ours to see,
che sera, sera, what will be, will be,
che sera, sera.