Mapping The Future
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 será, será Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que será, será 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 será, será Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que será, será 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 será, será Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que será, será What will be, will be Que será, será Have you ever heard the song? I do. I am a bit disagree with the statements above. Yes, it is true that the future is not ours to see since we will never know what happen in our life next. However, we can try to map the future, or else, o...