Tono: B
Introducción:
G F#
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
G F#
We don't talk about Bruno, but
Bm Em F#
It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
Em
We were getting ready
Bm Em F#
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky
Em
(No clouds allowed in the sky)
Bm Em F# Em
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
G F#
You telling this story, or am I?
(I'm sorry, mi vida, go on)
Bm Em F#
In doing so, he floods my brain
(Abuela, get the umbrellas)
Bm Em F#
Married in a hurricane (what a joyous day, but anyway)
G F#
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
G F#
We don't talk about Bruno
Bm Em
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno
Stuttering or stumbling
F# Em
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
Bm Em
I associate him with the sound
F#
Of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
Bm Em
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
F# Em
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Bm Em F#
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
Bm Em F# Em
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
Bm Em F# Em
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Bm Em
Yeah, he sees your dreams
F# Em
And feasts on your screams (hey)
G F#
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
G F#
We don't talk about Bruno
Bm Em
He told me my fish would die
F#
The next day, dead (no, no)
Bm Em F#
He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (no, no)
Bm Em
He said that all my hair would disappear
F#
Now, look at my head (no, no)
G F#
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
D A
He told me that the life of my dreams
Bm G
Would be promised, and someday be mine
D A
He told me that my power would grow
Bm G
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine
(Oye, Mariano's on his way)
D A
He told me that the man of my dreams
Bm
Would be just out of reach
G
Betrothed to another
D A
It's like I hear him, now
Bm G
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you
(It's like I hear him, now)
G F#
Hm, Bruno
G F#
Yeah, about that Bruno
G F#
I really need to know about Bruno
G F#
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
Gm
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
Bm Em F# Em
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
Bm Em F# Em
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Bm Em F# Em
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
G F#
You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bm Em F# Em
Bruno says: It looks like rain
Bm Em F# Em
In doing so, he floods my brain
Bm Em F# Em
Married in a hurricane
G
(He's here)
F#
Don't talk about Bruno, no
G
Why did I talk about Bruno?
F#
Not a word about Bruno
Bm
I never should've brought up Bruno