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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 day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (no allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It looks like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, to live in of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always 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 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 about Bruno
He told me my fish die, the next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd a gut and just like he said (no, no)
He that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my (no, no)
Your 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 would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the (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 like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's like I hear him, now)
I can him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
When he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno It like rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a about Bruno
I never brought up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (no allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It looks like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, to live in of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always 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 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 about Bruno
He told me my fish die, the next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd a gut and just like he said (no, no)
He that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my (no, no)
Your 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 would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the (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 like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's like I hear him, now)
I can him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats his back
When he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno It like rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a about Bruno
I never brought up Bruno
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