When I was just a little girl,
I asked my mother what I will be,
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?
Here is what she said to me,
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future is not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
'The girl who still believes in fairyland, wishes on an eyelash,makes a wish before blowing the birthday candles, loves looking at the open sky and gazing at the moon! <3