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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our day)
We 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 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 or stumbling
I can always him of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the 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 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 your dreams and on your screams (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, (no, no)
He me I'd a gut and just he said (no, no)
He said that all my would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
fate is sealed when your prophecy 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 thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that the man of my dreams
Would 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, about Bruno
I really 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 dreams and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It like rain
In so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I about Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our day)
We 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 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 or stumbling
I can always him of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the 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 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 your dreams and on your screams (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't Bruno
He told me my fish would die, the next day, (no, no)
He me I'd a gut and just he said (no, no)
He said that all my would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
fate is sealed when your prophecy 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 thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that the man of my dreams
Would 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, about Bruno
I really 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 dreams and on your screams
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It like rain
In so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I about Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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