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27 June 2006 @ 02:35 am
 
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
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be

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

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be

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

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
Que Sera, Sera
 
 
 
Madame de Pompadourmmepompadour on June 27th, 2006 09:52 am (UTC)
Probably.
gerbilsage on June 27th, 2006 09:54 am (UTC)
See, usually those sorts of posts are accompanied by: 'My boyfriend left me and I'm pregnant and my WoW character died and the internet exploded and killhamster hates me."

Que sera, sera.

- M.
Madame de Pompadourmmepompadour on June 27th, 2006 09:55 am (UTC)
har, not quite. But lol.