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Intro:
It was
It was
We were
And
No clouds al
Bruno walks
Iʼm sorry, mi vida, Go on
Why did he
In
Abuela, get
What a joyous
Chorus:
Hey,
Always left A
Do you understand?
When he
Yeah, he
Chorus:
He said that
now, look at my
Would be
He
Like the
(Oye, Marianoʼs on his way)
Would be
Be
Hey sis,
Itʼs like I can hear him now, I can hear him, now
I
Gimme the
Bruno (
Time for dinner
(It was my wedding day, it was our wedding day)
When he
(We were getting ready and there wasnʼt a cloud in the sky)
Yeah, he
(Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin)
(Oye, Marianoʼs on his way)
(He told me that the man of my
In
(Betrothed to another,
(And Iʼm fine, and Iʼm fine, and Iʼm fine, Iʼm
Heʼs
Outro:
Donʼt talk a
Why did I talk a
Not a word a
I never shoulda brought up Bru
GWe donʼt talk aF#bout Bruno, no, no, noGWe donʼt talk aF#bout BrunoBmButIt was
Emmy wedding dayIt was
F#our wedding dayWe were
Emgetting readyAnd
Bmthere wasnʼt a Emcloud in the F#skyNo clouds al
Emlowed in the BmskyBruno walks
Emin with a F#mischievous Emgrin (Thunder)GYou telling this story or am F#I?Iʼm sorry, mi vida, Go on
BmBruno says, «EmIt looks like F#rain»Why did he
Emtell us?In
Bmdoing so, Emhe floods my F#brainAbuela, get
Emthe umbrellasBmMarried in a EmhurriF#caneWhat a joyous
Emday but anywayChorus:
GWe donʼt talk aF#bout Bruno, no, no, noGWe donʼt talk aF#bout BrunoHey,
Bmgrew to live in fear of EmBruno stuttering or stumblingF#I can always hear him Emsort of muttering and mumblingBmI associate him with the Emsound of falling F#sand,Em ch ch chBmItʼs a heavy lift with a Emgift so humblingAlways left A
F#buela and the Emfamily fumblingGGrappling with prophecies they couldnʼt underF#standDo you understand?
BmA seven-foot Emframe, F#rats along his EmbackWhen he
Bmcalls your Emname it F#all fades to EmblackYeah, he
Bmsees your Emdreams and F#feasts on your Emscreams (Hey)Chorus:
GWe donʼt talk aF#bout Bruno, no, no, noGWe donʼt talk aF#bout BrunoBmHe told me my Emfish would die, the next day, F#dead (No, no)BmHe told me Iʼd Emgrow a gut and just like he F#said (No, no)He said that
Bmall my hair would Emdisappear,now, look at my
F#head (No, no)GYour fate is sealed when your F#prophecy is readDHe told me that the Alife of my dreamsWould be
Bmpromised, and someday be GmineHe
Dtold me that my Apower would growLike the
Bmgrapes that thrive on the Gvine(Oye, Marianoʼs on his way)
DHe told me that the Aman of my dreamsWould be
Bmjust out of reachBe
Gtrothed to anotherDItʼs like I hear him, AnowHey sis,
BmI want not a sound out of GyouItʼs like I can hear him now, I can hear him, now
GUm, F#BrunoGYeah, about that F#BrunoI
Greally need to know about F#BrunoGimme the
Gtruth and the whole F#truth,Bruno (
GmIsabela, your boyfriendʼs here)Time for dinner
BmA seven-foot Emframe, F#rats along his Emback(It was my wedding day, it was our wedding day)
When he
Bmcalls your Emname it F#all fades to Emblack(We were getting ready and there wasnʼt a cloud in the sky)
Yeah, he
Bmsees your Emdreams and F#feasts on your Emscreams(Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin)
GYou telling this story or am F#I?(Oye, Marianoʼs on his way)
BmBruno says, «EmIt looks like F#rain»(He told me that the man of my
Emdreams would be just out of reach)In
Bmdoing so, Emhe floods my F#brain(Betrothed to another,
Emanother)BmMarried in a EmhurriF#cane(And Iʼm fine, and Iʼm fine, and Iʼm fine, Iʼm
Emfine)Heʼs
GhereOutro:
Donʼt talk a
F#bout Bruno, noWhy did I talk a
Gbout Bruno?Not a word a
F#bout BrunoI never shoulda brought up Bru
Bmno
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