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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk 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 allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
Hey, to live in fear of Bruno or stumbling
I can hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the sound of falling (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 and feasts on your (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk 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 said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me that the man of my dreams
Would be out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I 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 that Bruno
I really need to about Bruno
Gimme the and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your and on screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks like rain
In doing so, he my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk Bruno, no
Why did I about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't talk 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 allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says: It like rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a day, but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno
Hey, to live in fear of Bruno or stumbling
I can hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him the sound of falling (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 and feasts on your (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk 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 said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me that the man of my dreams
Would be out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I 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 that Bruno
I really need to about Bruno
Gimme the and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls name it all to black
Yeah, he sees your and on screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks like rain
In doing so, he my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk Bruno, no
Why did I about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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