We Don’t Talk About Bruno – Anthem Lights (originally by Lin-Manuel Miranda)
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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
Grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling I associate him with the sound of falling sand
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
We don’t talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don’t talk about Bruno
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
He told me that the man of my dreams Would be just out of reach Betrothed to another
It’s like I hear him 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 Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno Isabella your boyfriend’s here
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
Don’t talk about Bruno Why did I talk about Bruno? Not a word about Bruno I never shoulda brought up Bruno