We Dont Talk About Bruno Lyrics

We Dont Talk About Bruno - LitTriP

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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 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 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 any way

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 could always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling

I associate him with the sound of falling sand....sh,sh,sh

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, itall fades to black

Yeah, he sees your dream

and feasts on your screams (hey!)

we don't talk about Bruno no, no,no!(we don't talk about Bruno no,no,no!)

We don't talk about Bruno no,no,no!(we don't talk about Bruno no,no,no!)

He told me my fish would die the next day:dead! (No,no!)

He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said....(no,no!)

He said that all my hair will disappear, now look at my head (no,no! hey!)

Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read!

He told me that the life if my dream will be promised and someday be mine

He told me that my powers would grow ,like the grapes that thrive on the vine

Óye, Mariano's on his way

He told me that the man of my dreams will 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(its like I can hear him now)

I can hear him now

Um, Bruno....

Yeah about that Bruno....

I really need to know about Bruno,

Gimme the truth and the whole truth Bruno (Isabella, your boyfriend's here) Time for dinner

A seven - foot frame(it was my wedding day)

Rats along his back(we were getting ready)

when he calls your name (and there wasn't a cloud in the sky)

it fades all to black (no clouds allowed in the sky)

Yeah he sees your dream (Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin)

And feasts on your screams ( Thunder!)

You telling this story or am I?

I'm sorry mi Vida go on (Óye Mariano's on his way)

Bruno says "it looks like rain" (a seven - foot frame, rats along his back)

In doing so, he floods my brain

Married in a hurricane, He's here

Don't talk about Bruno, no!(why did I talk about Bruno?)

Not a word about Bruno! (I never should've brought up Bruno!)