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We don't talk Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my 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 (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It 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 about Bruno
Hey, to live in of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always him of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy with a gift so humbling
left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, along his back
When he your it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (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 all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and be mine
He told me that my power grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that 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 like I him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks like rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk Bruno, no
Why did I talk Bruno?
Not a Bruno
I never brought up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my 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 (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It 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 about Bruno
Hey, to live in of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always him of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy with a gift so humbling
left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, along his back
When he your it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (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 all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and be mine
He told me that my power grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that 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 like I him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks like rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk Bruno, no
Why did I talk Bruno?
Not a Bruno
I never brought up Bruno
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