Encanto Song Book

Chapter 2: They Don't Talk Much About Me (Bruno's Song)

They don't talk much about me, sí sí sí

They don't talk much about me, but

It was her wedding day (she was marrying Felix)

We were getting ready, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky (Pepa was suppressing)

She was beautiful in her dress

(a wonder!)

But you don't want to hear this from me–

[MIRABEL] No, Tío, please go on

I joked, 'it looks like rain' ( Just to help her n-erves)

Suddenly, her face twists in pain ( And her mood sw-erves)

She was married in a hurricane

It was a mistake, but anyways

They don't talk much about me, sí sí sí

They don't talk much about me

Hey

Only Dolores noticed, when I was stuttering or stumbling

She can always listens for my muttering and mumbling

She says that I sound like falling sand (ch, ch, ch)

She understands, that my gift is humbling

Only one of the family not fumbling

When I have a prophecy no-one understands

Do you understand?

I'm the family shame, they won't take me back

They banned my name, I'm better off here with my rats

I can't haunt their dreams, if they can't hear my screams

Hey

They don't talk much about me, sí sí sí (sí sí)

They don't talk much about me (They don't talk much about me)

I warned that her fish would die, the next day? Dead! (Oh no)

He claims him getting fat was because of something I said (Oh no)

I saw that he was getting bald, he laid the blame on my head (Oh no)

My fate is sealed when their prophecy is read!

I saw Isa would have the life of her dreams

For once, a prophecy truly divine

I saw that her power would grow

Like the grapes that thrive on the vine

So why didn't it come true?

I saw the man of Dolores' dreams

He was just out of reach, betrothed to another

Yet she still listens for me

She doesn't blame me, after all this time

She still talks to me, sometimes

She still talks to me

Yeah, that's me

And why they all hate me

Everything you need to know about me

That's the truth and the whole truth, about me

Please, just leave me al-one!

I'm fine on my own!

(Overlapping choruses in the background as sand and smoke start swirling around them)

MIRABEL: Tio, are you okay?

Not again!

Just stay away from me

Why did you come find me?

Don't make me look, I don't want to see–

Please, kid, I can't have you hate me too...