We Don't Talk About Bruno / Surface Pressure / The Family Madrigal / Waiting On A Miracle / What Else Can I Do? lyrics - Cimorelli

(from "Encanto")

We don't talk about Bruno

We don't talk about Bruno

I'm the strong one, I'm not nervous

I'm as tough as the crust of the Earth is

I move mountains, I move churches

And I glow, 'cause I know what my worth is

I don't ask how hard the work is

Got a rough, indestructible surface

Diamonds and platinum, I find 'em, I flatten 'em

I take what I'm handed, I break what's demanded, 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)

Are you telling this story or am I?

I'm sorry, mi vida, go on

He told me that the man of my dreams

Would be just out of reach

Betrothed to another

Welcome to the Family Madrigal (Madrigal)

The home of the Family Madrigal (Madrigal)

Where all the people are fantastical and magical

I'm part of the Family Madrigal

You just seem like your life's been a dream

Since the moment you opened your eyes

All I know are the blossoms you grow

But it's awesome to see how you rise

How far can you rise, through the roof, to the sky, let's go

Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, whoa

Pressure that'll tip, tip, tip till you just go pop, whoa-oh-oh-oh

Give it to your sister, your sister's older

Give her all the heavy things we can't shoulder

Who am I if I can't run with the ball? If I fall to

Pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won't let go, whoa-oh

Pressure like a tick, tick, tick till it's ready to blow, whoa-oh-oh-oh

Give it to your sister, your sister's stronger See if she can hang on a little longer

Who am I if I can't carry it all?

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

(Sh, sh, sh)

It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling

Always left Abuela and the family fumbling

Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand

I would heal what's broken

Show this family something new

Who I am inside, so what can I do?

I'm sick of waiting on a miracle, so here I go

Bruno says, "It looks like rain"

In doing so, he floods my brain

Married in a hurricane

Don't talk about Bruno (why did I talk about Bruno?)

Not a word about Bruno (never shoulda brought up Bruno)