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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 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 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 about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to in fear of stuttering or stumbling
I can hear him of and mumbling
I associate him the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
When he your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your and feasts on your screams (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't 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 like he said (no, no)
He that all my hair would disappear
Now, at my head (no, no)
Your is when your 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
to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I not a sound out of you (it's I hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees 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 about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda 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 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 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 about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to in fear of stuttering or stumbling
I can hear him of and mumbling
I associate him the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
When he your name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your and feasts on your screams (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't 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 like he said (no, no)
He that all my hair would disappear
Now, at my head (no, no)
Your is when your 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
to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I not a sound out of you (it's I hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees 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 about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda up Bruno
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