F# F We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
F# F A#m We don't talk about Bruno, but
D#mIt was my wedding day
FIt was our wedding day
D#mWe were getting ready
A#m D#m FAnd there wasn't a cloud in the sky
D#mNo clouds allowed in the sky
A#m D#m F D#mBruno walks in with a mischievous grin
Thunder
F# FYou telling this story or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
A#m D#m FBruno says, "It looks like rain"
D#mWhy did he tell us?
A#m D#m FIn doing so, he floods my brain
D#mAbuela, get the umbrellas
A#m D#m FMarried in a hurricane
D#mWhat a joyous day but anyway
F# F We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
F# F We don't talk about Bruno
A#m D#mHey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
F D#mI can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
A#m D#m F D#mI associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch ch ch
A#m D#mIt's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
F D#mAlways left Abuela and the family fumbling
F# FGrappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A#m D#m F D#mA seven-foot frame, rats along his back
A#m D#m F D#mWhen he calls your name it all fades to black
A#m D#m F D#mYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Hey)
F# F We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
F# F We don't talk about Bruno
A#m D#m FHe told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (No, no)
A#m D#m FHe told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (No, no)
A#m D#m FHe said that all my hair would disappear, now, look at my head (No, no)
F# FYour fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
C# G#He told me that the life of my dreams
A#m F#Would be promised, and someday be mine
C# G#He told me that my power would grow
A#m F#Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (Óye, Mariano's on his way)
C# G#He told me that the man of my dreams
A#mWould be just out of reach
F#Betrothed to another
C# G#It's like I hear him, now
A#m F#Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you
It's like I can hear him now, I can hear him, now
F# FUm, Bruno
F# FYeah, about that Bruno
F# FI really need to know about Bruno
F# F F#mGimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno (Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A#m D#m F D#mA seven-foot frame, rats along his back (It was my wedding day, it was our wedding day)
A#m D#m F D#mWhen he calls your name it all fades to black (We were getting ready and there wasn't a cloud in the sky)
A#m D#m F D#mYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin)
F# FYou telling this story or am I? (Óye, Mariano's on his way)
A#m D#m F D#mBruno says, "It looks like rain" (He told me that the man of my dreams would be just out of reach)
A#m D#m F D#mIn doing so, he floods my brain (Betrothed to another, another)
A#m D#m F D#mMarried in a hurricane (And I'm fine, and I'm fine, and I'm fine, I'm fine)
F#He's here
FDon't talk about Bruno, no
F#Why did I talk about Bruno?
FNot a word about Bruno
A#mI never shoulda brought up Bruno