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    We Don’t Talk About Bruno – Encanto

    Writers: Kami Tidak Berbicara Tentang Bruno (From “Encanto”/Soundtrack Version)

    Lyrics: 

    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 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?
    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! (We don’t talk about Bruno, 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! Hey!)
    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
    Hey sis’, I want not a sound out of you (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…
    Gimmie the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
    (Isabella, your boyfriend’s here)
    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! (Why did I talk about Bruno?)
    Not a word about Bruno!
    I never should’ve brought up Bruno!

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