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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
Bruno in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno It looks like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift a gift so humbling
left and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when prophecy is read
He me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's I hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I need to Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on screams
You telling this or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk Bruno, no
Why did I Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
Bruno in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno It looks like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift a gift so humbling
left and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when prophecy is read
He me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's I hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I need to Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on screams
You telling this or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk Bruno, no
Why did I Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I shoulda brought up Bruno
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