We Don\u0027t Talk About Bruno - Carolina Gait\u00e1n, Mauro Castillo, Adassa, Rhenzy Feliz, Diane Guerrero, Stephanie Beatriz and the Encanto cast (lyrics) We don\u0027t talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don\u0027t talk about Bruno, but It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day) We were getting ready, and there wasn\u0027t 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\u0027m sorry, mi vida, go on) Bruno says, \u0022It looks like rain\u0022 (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\u0027t talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don\u0027t 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\u0027s a heavy lift, with a gift so humbling Always left Abuela and the family fumbling Grappling with prophecies they couldn\u0027t 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\u0027t talk about Bruno, no, no, no (we don\u0027t talk about Bruno) We don\u0027t talk about Bruno (we don\u0027t talk about Bruno) He told me, my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no) He told me, I\u0027d 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 \u00d3ye, Mariano\u0027s on his way He told me that the man of my dreams Would be just out of reach, betrothed to another It\u0027s like I hear him now (hey, sis) (I want not a sound out of you) it\u0027s like I can hear him now I can hear him now Uhm, Bruno Yeah, about that Bruno I really need to know about Bruno Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno Isabella, your boyfriend\u0027s here Time for dinner It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day) We were getting ready, and there wasn\u0027t 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? \u00d3ye, Mariano\u0027s on his way Bruno says, \u0022It looks like rain\u0022 (a seven-foot frame, rats along his back) In doing so, he floods my brain (when he calls your name, it all fades to black) Married in a hurricane (and I\u0027m fine, and I\u0027m fine, and I\u0027m fine, I\u0027m fine) (Hey) he\u0027s here! Don\u0027t talk about Bruno (why did I talk about Bruno?) Not a word about Bruno (I never should\u0027ve brought up Bruno)