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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk Bruno, but
It was my day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And wasn't a cloud in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this 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
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, to in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift with a so humbling
Always left Abuela and the fumbling
Grappling with prophecies couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, along his back
When he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your 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 day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed your prophecy is read
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me that the man of my dreams
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 hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really 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 your dreams and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It 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 Bruno?
Not a about Bruno
I shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't talk Bruno, but
It was my day (it was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And wasn't a cloud in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this 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
What a joyous day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, to in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift with a so humbling
Always left Abuela and the fumbling
Grappling with prophecies couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, along his back
When he calls name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your 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 day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed your prophecy is read
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me that the man of my dreams
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 hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really 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 your dreams and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It 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 Bruno?
Not a about Bruno
I shoulda brought up Bruno
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