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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my day (it was our day)
We getting ready
And there wasn't a in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno 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 talk Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort 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
Grappling with prophecies they 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 talk about Bruno
He told me my would die, the next day, (no, no)
He told me I'd a gut and just like he (no, no)
He said that 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 would grow
Like the that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me the man of my dreams
be 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 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 it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and on screams
You telling this or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno 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 Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my day (it was our day)
We getting ready
And there wasn't a in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno 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 talk Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort 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
Grappling with prophecies they 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 talk about Bruno
He told me my would die, the next day, (no, no)
He told me I'd a gut and just like he (no, no)
He said that 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 would grow
Like the that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me the man of my dreams
be 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 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 it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and on screams
You telling this or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno 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 Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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