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Watch and Share the music participating in the 33rd Reponte da Canção de São Lourenço do Sul - RS. EIGHT BASES DE BOTÃO Lyrics: Adriano da Silva Alves Music: Edilberto Bérgamo Performer: Edilberto Bérgamo LYRICS I already heard you without knowing it, it's been a while Blowing of wind, in memory, age, Battery radio, dawning hours Just like this one, that I heard you, I miss you... I heard you, when I spied you on my lap That made me jealous, when I saw you in these arms; When I was a kid, my biggest shelter. My whole life, my biggest hug. And by kids, curious hands, I touched your body. Then I felt the pulse of your silences; And without knowing I imprisoned myself in your destiny Of repeating the ancient soul of these winds. With the voice of sangas, flowers of large bushes With sounds of rivers and an uproar of troops; Without realizing it, I joined my world to your charms. Without realizing it, I changed my childhood and became a young man. And I wanted to hear much more than the sound of those mornings That the old radio repeated in songs; And then I exchanged your firm body for the Fundões countryside ranches between lamps and sheds. Countryside men and hidden romances In serene dawns with naked souls; In the serenades I played and became a man, in love like so many with the moon. And I understood your borderless languages Your languages of silence and longing; Every landscape, parador and dawn That your universal word repeated to me. And I became like I walk in your paths Your paths to walk, the entire road; Made like an ancestral cart, from another street that inhabits the corridor dressed in dust. The corridor where I walk through my longings In every chord of light that shines; And I return to my destiny as a kid When I heard myself, listening to you, battery radio. And it was your voice, it was your body between my arms Your embrace, the same blood and heart; I, in your lap, in your arms, as a piper I cherish your soul, with eight button basses.