-🦋 We Dont Talk About Bruno 🦋-

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PEPA:

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 anyway,)

We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no!
We don't talk about Bruno!

DOLORES:

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, (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?

CAMILO:

A seven-foot frame
Rats along his back
When he calls your name
It all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams
And feasts on your screams

(hey!)

ALL:

We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, (Ohh noo~) We don't talk about Bruno!


Others:

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 would disappear, now look at my head (no, no! Hey!)

ALL:

Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read!

ISABELA:

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

ABUELA ALMA:

Óye, Mariano's on his way

DOLORES:

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

ISABELA:

Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you

DOLORES:

(it's like I can hear him now)
I can hear him now

MIRABEL:

Um, Bruno...
Yeah, about that Bruno...
I really need to know about Bruno...
Gimmie the truth and the whole truth, Bruno

CAMILO:
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here!)
*random laugh*

ALL:

Time for dinner!

A seven-foot frame (it was my wedding day, it was our 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 all fades to black (no clouds allowed in the sky!)

Yeah, he sees your dreams (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!

MIRABEL:

Why did I talk about Bruno?

ALL:

Not a word about Bruno!

MIRABEL:

I never should've brought up Bruno!

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