We Don't Talk About Bruno - KIDZ BOP Kids

作词：Lin-Manuel Miranda

作曲：Lin-Manuel Miranda

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

Hey

Grew to live in fear of

Bruno stuttering 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 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 your dreams

And feasts on your screams hey

We don't talk about Bruno

No no no no no

We don't talk about Bruno

We don't talk about Bruno

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

Your 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

óye 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

I want not a

It's 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

Seven-foot

It was my wedding day

It was our wedding day

We were getting ready

Rats along his back

When he calls your name

And there wasn't a cloud in the sky

Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin

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

Why did I talk about Bruno

Not a word about Bruno

I never shoulda brought up Bruno