狂风骤雨我不退  
前方再苦也无畏  
脚下荆棘开血梅  
心中信念照山巍  

[Chorus]  
破风而行，步步生威  
迎战风雷，寸步不退  
困境如山，志比天高
刀锋所向，无所畏惧

黑夜试图将我围  
心火却从未熄灭  
一步一印走成碑  
不信命，只信我谁  

[Chorus]  
破风而行，步步生威  
迎战风雷，寸步不退  
困境如山，志比天高
刀锋所向，无所畏惧

多少梦在破晓前  
多少泪换成誓言  
长风起，我不眠  
只为破天成龙渊 

破风而行 1

The first the last

This is America to Me is a powerful tribute to the real heartbeat of this nation, the people. This Is America to Me honors those who rise early, fight quietly, and give endlessly to make others’ lives better. It speaks to the struggle, the sacrifice, and the silent strength behind freedom. In a time when division shouts loud, this song whispers truth and unity with fire. It’s not about politics, it’s about purpose. It’s about what America really means: liberty, dignity, and a promise worth keeping.



This Is America to Me

10.Sleep On It

Lift Me Higher

Your everything I needed

I didn’t come
To this world
Only to learn
That the only
Way you earn
Is through love
I wasn’t born
To enter a world
Divided and torn
I came here
For love
I learned from
The scorned
That the way to truth
Is a perilous path
Having to deal
With other’s wrath
Where you have to
Fight and scratch
Just to survive
Just to stay alive
Or at least until the day
You arrive
Where you’re alone
Feeling the need
To atone
For all of the pain
Left by those
Who were here to gain
And not to love
©2025 wr heustis

Not To Love 2

Ni me engañan

No me engañan

No me engañan - II

Victory In You

Title: Trinity.of.Sound Releases New Single "Before The White Man"

With "Before The White Man," Trinity.of.Sound takes us on an emotional journey to a time of untouched nature and boundless freedom. The song's international pop sound combines modern rhythms with a deep longing for a world in harmony with itself – a world where eagles flew, buffalo herds roamed, and the drums on the riverbank set the beat of life.

The poignant lyrics paint pictures of vast landscapes, dancing fires, and a lost harmony. "Where the rivers ran, before the white man came," sings Trinity.of.Sound, creating a goosebump-inducing moment that lingers long after. "Before The White Man" is more than just a song – it's a powerful statement and a melancholic reminder of what was. Immerse yourself in this unforgettable sound.

Lyrics Copyright by Trinity.of.Sound  / Title: Before The White Man / Length: 05:13 

Oooohhhh  Jaeeehhhh

I hear the wind, it calls my name,
Through hills of sage, it sounds the same,
Before the white man came to stake,
We’d dance at dawn by the river’s lake.

Our fires burned, the stars would sigh,
No fences stood between the sky,
We lived with deer and bison free,
A land of song and harmony.

Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.

The eagle soared with wings so wide,
Our children played by the riverside,
We sang in time with rolling streams,
The world was bright, alive with dreams.

Now the forest weeps, the old oaks fall,
Still I wander here, I recall it all,
The laughter gone, the songbird cries,
A lost world’s truth beneath these skies.

Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.


Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.

I feel the dust beneath my feet,
Where horses ran with thunder’s beat,
Where clans would gather, voices high,
Songs of earth that touched the sky.

The river’s bend where elders spoke,
With wisdom strong in every smoke,
Their stories carved in canyon walls,
Now silent there, the eagle calls.

The drumbeat fades, the fire’s cold,
The songs once young, now ages old,
Yet in my heart, the memories sing,
Of dancing free in endless spring.

Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.

I feel the dust beneath my feet,
Where horses ran with thunder’s beat,
Where clans would gather, voices high,
Songs of earth that touched the sky.

The river’s bend where elders spoke,
With wisdom strong in every smoke,
Their stories carved in canyon walls,
Now silent there, the eagle calls.

The songs once young, now ages old,
Yet in my heart, the memories sing,
Of dancing free in endless spring.

Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.





Before The White Man

Dedicated to the man who finally showed me I was a queen, dino.

Your everything I needed

bellabrownx

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