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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno, but
It was my 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 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 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 associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your and feasts on 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, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd a gut and like he (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your is read
He told 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 on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that the man of my dreams
be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like 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, Bruno
I need to know about Bruno
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 sees your and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It like rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't about Bruno, but
It was my 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 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 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 associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your and feasts on 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, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd a gut and like he (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your is read
He told 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 on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that the man of my dreams
be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like 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, Bruno
I need to know about Bruno
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 sees your and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It like rain
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word about Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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