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Triste BerranteSad Berrante (cattle horn)

As Galvão · No Calor Dos Teus Abraços e Outros Grandes Sucessos In the Heat of Your Embraces and Other Great Hits (2012)

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Composer: As Galvão

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Lá vai bem longe esse tempo, eu sei

Tão longe que até penso que eu sonhei

Que lindo quando a gente ouvia distante

O som daquele triste berrante

E um boiadeiro a gritar: Eiá

E eu ficava ali na beira da estrada

Vendo caminhar a boiada

Até o último boi passar


Ali passava boi, passava boiada

Tinha uma palmeira

Na beira da estrada

Onde foi gravado muito coração

Ali passava boi, passava boiada

Tinha uma palmeira

Na beira da estrada

Onde foi gravado muito coração


Mas sempre foi assim e sempre será

O novo vem e o velho tem que parar

O progresso cobriu a poeira da estrada

E esse tudo que é meu nada

Hoje tenho que acatar e chorar

E mesmo vendo gente, carros passando

Meus olhos estão enxergando

Uma boiada passar

Translation

That time goes far back, I know

So far back that I even think I dreamed it

How lovely when we heard in the distance

The sound of that sad horn

And a cowboy shouting: Hey!

And I would stay there by the roadside

Watching the cattle walk by

Until the last ox passed


There passed oxen, there passed cattle

There was a palm tree

By the roadside

Where many hearts were engraved

There passed oxen, there passed cattle

There was a palm tree

By the roadside

Where many hearts were engraved


But it has always been like this and always will be

The new comes and the old has to stop

Progress covered the dust of the road

And all this that is mine, nothing

Today I have to accept and cry

And even seeing people, cars passing by

My eyes are seeing

A herd of cattle passing by

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