It was a rather quiet night in Encanto and all the members of the Madrigal family were in their beds napping indeed almost all of them ... that evening little Antonio, who was almost 2 months old, didn't want to fall asleep: he continued to cry incessantly doing annoy poor Mirabel who only asked to sleep a little after the bad day caused by the quarrel with Abuela "Tonio I had a bad day, I'm tired and I would like to rest. Could you stop whining please?" said the 10-year-old girl in the throes of a nervous breakdown. But her cousin didn't listen to her and kept screaming, making Casita's walls tremble too; after discarding the idea of asking her mother or Tia Pepa for help so as not to wake them up and not be scolded by Abuela, she decided to play one last card:took the baby from the crib, held him in her arms and tried to sing a lullaby trying to remember the words "Come on Mira, I know it's been 5 years but you can do it!" and the words as well as her memories flashed through her mind Remember me
Though I have to say
Good bye
Remember me
Don't let it make you cry
For even if I'm far away
I hold you in my heart
I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart
Mirabel was 5 years old again, she was in her cot and her Tio Bruno was singing the lullaby to make her fall asleep Remember me
Though I have to travel far
Remember me
Each time you hear a sad guitar
Know that I'm with you the only way that I can be
Until you're in my arms again
She joined his voice and stroked his face with her little hands looking at him with immense love Remember me
When the song was over, she returned to reality bursting into tears at the memory of her beloved uncle who had never completely abandoned her heart despite the family's ban on mentioning his name. But then she saw that Antonio had finally fallen asleep and the smile returned to shine on her face; so she put him back in the crib and gave him a kiss on the forehead "Buenas noches Primo!" and finally she too went to bed and fell asleep shortly after. But what she could not know was that within the walls of Casita her uncle Bruno was crying, also remembering the words of the lullaby and suffering from the forced distance from the niece who had learned to love like a daughter even if it was to protect her.