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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 wedding day)
We getting ready
And there wasn't a in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a 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 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 about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno 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 a gift so humbling
Always 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 your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he 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 next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd a gut and just like he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair disappear
Now, look at my (no, no)
Your 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 grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me the man of my dreams
be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I not a sound out of you (it's like I hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
the and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, along his back
When he your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and on your screams
You telling this story 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 Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my day (it was our wedding day)
We getting ready
And there wasn't a in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a 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 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 about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno 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 a gift so humbling
Always 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 your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he 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 next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd a gut and just like he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair disappear
Now, look at my (no, no)
Your 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 grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me the man of my dreams
be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I not a sound out of you (it's like I hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
the and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, along his back
When he your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and on your screams
You telling this story 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 Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda up Bruno
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