Misc Cartoons - Encanto - we don't talk about bruno

^AbWe don’t talk about Brun^Go, no, no, ^Abno ^AbWe don’t talk about B^Gruno, but ^CmIt was my we^Fmdding day It was our we^Gdding day We were getting ready And there wa^Cmsn’t a cl^Fmoud in the s^Gky ^GNo clouds allowed in the sky

^CmBruno walks^Fm in with a mis^Gchievous grin ^AbThunder ^AbYou’re telling the story or ^Gam I? ^GI’m sorry, mi vida, go on

^CmBruno says, “^FmIt looks li^Gke rain”

^CmIn doing so, he f^Fmloods my b^Grain ^GAbuela gets the umbrellas ^CmMarried in a h^Fmurrican^Ge What a joyous day but anyway ^AbWe don’t talk about Br^Guno, no, no, no ^AbWe don’t talk about B^Gruno

Hey, g^Cmrew to live in fear of Bruno s^Fmtuttering or stumbling ^GI can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling ^CmI associate him with the s^Fmound of falling s^Gand, ch ch ch ^CmIt’s a heavy lift with a ^Fmgift so humbling ^GAlways left Abuela and the family fumbling ^AbGrappling with prophecies they couldn’t under^Gstand

^CmA seven foot f^Fmrame, r^Gats along his back When he c^Cmalls your n^Fmame it all f^Gades to black Yeah, he s^Cmees your dr^Fmeams and feasts^G on your screams (Hey) ^AbWe don’t talk about Br^Guno, no, no, no ^AbNo, No ^AbWe don’t talk about Br^Guno

^CmHe told me my ^Fmfish would die, the n^Gext day, dead No, no ^CmHe told me I’d g^Fmrow a gut and just like he s^Gaid No, no ^CmHe said that all my hair would disa^Fmppear, now, l^Gook at my head

^AbYour fate is sealed when your pr^Gophecy is read ^EbHe told me that the li^Bbfe of my dreams Would be prom^Cmised, and someday be ^Abmine ^EbHe told me that my ^Bbpower would grow Like the gra^Cmpes that thrive on the v^Abine

^EbHe told me that the ^Bbman of my dreams Would be jus^Cmt out of reach Bet^Abrothed to another ^EbIt’s like I hear him, now Hey s^Bbis, I w^Cmant not a sound out of ^Abyou

^AbUm, B^Gruno Ye^Abah, about th^Gat Bruno I ^Abreally need to know ab^Gout Bruno Give me the ^Abtruth and the whole tr^Guth, Bruno