„Mother Sleeps“ ist ein mystisch-intimer Dark-Pop-Track, der mit atmosphärischen Klanglandschaften und poetischer Tiefe berührt. Zwischen elektronischer Schwere und zerbrechlicher Melodie erzählt der Song von einer schlafenden Mutter Natur – nicht tot, nur lauschend, wartend. Eine sanfte, aber dringliche Erinnerung daran, wie verletzlich und lebendig unsere Verbindung zur Welt ist. Für Fans von dunklem Pop mit Bedeutung und Substanz.

Mother Sleeps

Bleeding Hearts And the Songs I'll Never Write

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Flammen im Sternenmeer

Begib dich auf eine mythische Sommer-Odyssee: Ein kraftvolles Duett, das mit warmen Cajón-Grooves und einem federnden Off-Beat-Gitarren-Skank beginnt. Die Stimmen wechseln sich ab, flüstern zuerst sehnsüchtig von glitzernden Wellen und entfachen dann gemeinsam ein loderndes Feuer.

Im Pre-Chorus entfacht ein ritueller Djembe-Call-and-Response („Wer sind wir? – Wir sind das Feuer!“) die Spannung, bevor der Drop dich bei 1:12 mit einem treibenden Four-on-the-Floor-Beat, drückendem Sub-Bass und strahlenden Analog-Pads in eine ekstatische Hymne katapultiert.

Mitten im Song überrascht eine leidenschaftliche, rap-ähnliche Passage, in der die männliche Stimme Rhythmus und Poesie verschmelzen lässt – ein energiegeladener Kontrast, der die Erzählung vertieft. Im finalen Double-Chorus vereinen sich Gospel-Chor, donnernde Percussion und mitreißende Ad-libs zu einem befreienden Klangfeuerwerk, das dich elektrisiert und nicht mehr loslässt.

▶️ Mood: Feierlicher Sonnenaufgang am Meer, pulsierende Gemeinschaft, unerschütterliche Zuversicht
▶️ Sound: Organische Percussion trifft auf euphorische House-Drops, mystische Atmos-FX und hymnische Chöre
▶️ Vibe: Ekstatische Freiheit und Gemeinschaftsritual – dein Soundtrack für unvergessliche Sommernächte

Tauche ein und werde Teil des Rituals: „Wir sind die Flammen im Sternenmeer!“

Flammen im Sternenmeer

When You Sat With Me

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

world-peace

Amor Imposible 

Una canción que evoca la profundidad del amor y el dolor de la traición. Con letras que narran la lucha entre el recuerdo imborrable de un amor inmenso y la amarga realidad de un corazón herido, esta pieza es un himno de sanación y resistencia. Acompañada de una melodía emotiva, "Fuiste Malo" es un recordatorio de que, aunque el tiempo cura, las cicatrices moldean nuestra fortaleza. Perfecta para quienes buscan consuelo en la música y se identifican con el proceso de superar un amor tóxico.   


Amor Imposible (1).mp3

See You

See you

Split Down the Middle

Perfect as You Are

Making music is one of my hobbies. I also love listening to others. Perfect place to be here on sound cloud

Bleeding Hearts And the Songs I'll Never Write

Emerson & Dawes