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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)
walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
It looks like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
a joyous day, but anyway
We don't about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, to in fear of Bruno or stumbling
I can always hear him of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he your it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the day, (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and like he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He told me the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power grow
the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that the man of my dreams
be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a out of you (it's like I hear 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)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls 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 like rain
In 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 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)
walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
It looks like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
a joyous day, but anyway
We don't about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, to in fear of Bruno or stumbling
I can always hear him of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he your it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the day, (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and like he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He told me the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power grow
the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that the man of my dreams
be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a out of you (it's like I hear 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)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls 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 like rain
In 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 brought up Bruno
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