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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 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 (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 talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy with a gift so humbling
left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls name it all 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 fish would die, the day, (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he (no, no)
He said that all my would disappear
Now, look at my (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 would grow
Like the grapes that on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me the man of my dreams
Would 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 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 name it all fades to black
Yeah, he your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
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 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 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 (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 talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a heavy with a gift so humbling
left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls name it all 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 fish would die, the day, (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he (no, no)
He said that all my would disappear
Now, look at my (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 would grow
Like the grapes that on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me the man of my dreams
Would 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 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 name it all fades to black
Yeah, he your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
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 Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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