- What if you didn't understand what he saw? - Then you'd better figure it out, because it was coming for you. [ENCANTO CAST, "WE DON'T TALK ABOUT BRUNO"] 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 the 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 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 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 Hey We don't talk about Bruno No, no, no We don't talk about Bruno He told me my fish would die The next day-- dead No, no He told me I'd grow a gut And just like he said No, no He said that all my hair would disappear Now look at my head Hey 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 Óye, Mariano's on his way He told me that the man of my dreams Would be just out of reach Betrothed to another It's like I hear him now 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 Give me the truth and the whole truth, Bruno Isabella, your boyfriend's here [LAUGHS] Time for dinner A seven-foot frame It was my wedding day It was our wedding day Rats along his back He told me the life of my dreams We were getting ready When he calls your name Would be promised and someday be mine And there wasn't a cloud in the sky It all fades to black No clouds allowed in the sky Yeah, he sees your dreams He told me that my powers would grow Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin And feasts on your screams Like the grapes that thrive on the vine Thunder! You telling this story or am I? I'm sorry, mi vida, go on Óye, Mariano's on his way Bruno says, it looks like rain He told me that the life of my dreams A seven-foot frame Why did he tell us? Would be promised and someday be mine Rats along his back In doing so, he floods my brain Abuela, get the umbrellas And I'm fine, and I'm fine Married in a hurricane And I'm fine, I'm fine He's here Don't talk about Bruno Why did I talk about Bruno? Not a word about Bruno I never should've brought up Bruno [THUNDER CRASHING]