It's my second EP releasted on my chanel. Feel free to leave a comment about, it will improve my work in future. If you prefere Spotify link could be found on my profile.

It's starts from a whisper

Hanging

Look out
The wolves surround you
Watch out
They prepare to pounce on you

Look out
Watch out
Sneak out
Now now

Move out
You need to make a headstart
Speak out
You'll never wonder later why not

Move out
Speak out
The wolves are ready
Where's your money now

Don't Mama's words ever ring loud and clear
The world ain't what it seems
You gotta choose what to believe
What to believe

Daggers out
Haloes down
Or the wolves will get you now

Say now
Are all those niceties what they are
Hey now
Are you the center of a jackpot

Say now
Hey now
Stay down
Watch out

Stand ground
You ought to listen to your mind now
Don't start
Ya need to pull your cards up to your chest now

Stand ground
Don't start
The wolves are ready
Where's your money now

Don't Mama's words ever ring loud and clear
The world ain't what it seems
You gotta choose what to believe
What to believe

Daggers out
Haloes down
Or the wolves will get you now

Don't Mama's words ever ring loud and clear
The world ain't what it seems
You gotta choose what to believe
What to believe

Daggers out
Haloes down
Or the wolves will get you now

Single (C)2022
Music - Russell Lucas and  Sreyashi Mukherjee
Vocals and Lyrics - Sumi (Sreyashi Mukherjee)
Arrangement and Production - Russell Lucas 
Mixing - Romano Erafficci

The Wolves

When you really connect with the jungle and Mother Nature, everything becomes art & music.

11 - Twilight In Amazonia

Written by João Gonçalves

All instruments by João Gonçalves

The Way (Demo Version)

Over Me

"Rosie" wip/demo

The Siren

Yo, peaceful wanderers! 🌅⏳ Our 'Forgotten Civilizations' series finds a moment of quiet, contemplative grace.
Prepare for Song 5: 'Hourglass without Sand', presented by the breathtaking voice of John! This track is an ethereal sigh over silent temples and sun-bleached hieroglyphs. With a soft, gentle vocal, the song tells a story of peaceful dissolution: empires fading like a fleeting dream, a lost world slipping from our hands not with a crash, but with a whisper.
It's a beautiful, melancholic reflection on the solemn promise time has made—that no monument can stand forever. This song is about finding profound peace in the knowledge that everything returns to dust, leaving behind only a whispered name.
Embrace the quietude with 'Hourglass without Sand' in 'Forgotten Civilizations'!

Guten Morgen, friedliche Wanderer! 🌅⏳ Unsere 'Forgotten Civilizations'-Serie findet einen Moment stiller, nachdenklicher Anmut.
Macht euch bereit für Song 5: 'Hourglass without Sand', präsentiert von der atemberaubenden Stimme von John! Dieser Track ist ein ätherischer Seufzer über schweigenden Tempeln und sonnengebleichten Hieroglyphen. Mit einer weichen, sanften Stimme erzählt der Song eine Geschichte von friedlicher Auflösung: Imperien, die wie ein flüchtiger Traum verblassen, eine verlorene Welt, die uns nicht mit einem Knall, sondern mit einem Flüstern entgleitet.
Es ist eine wunderschöne, melancholische Reflexion über das feierliche Versprechen der Zeit – dass kein Monument ewig bestehen kann. Dieser Song handelt davon, einen tiefen Frieden in dem Wissen zu finden, dass alles zu Staub zurückkehrt und nur ein geflüsterter Name zurückbleibt.
Umfasst die Stille mit 'Hourglass without Sand' in 'Forgotten Civilizations'!

#HourglassWithoutSand #ForgottenCivilizations #studiowhitebird #Song5 #NewSeries #MelancholicFolk #EtherealAmbientFolk #AcousticFolk #MaleVocal #Contemplative #Peaceful #FadingEmpires #AncientRuins #GentleResignation #NewMusic #Soundscape #MusicRelease #ArtistOnTheRise #SoundCloudMusic #YouTubeMusic #FacebookMusic #JohnPresents #SilentTemples #LostWorld #Melancholy

Hourglass without Sand

Spanish.
Son sesenta hombres
Que hacen guardia al lecho del rey,
Guerreros valientes de Israel.

Todos expertos son
En la guerra; tienen...
Todos expertos son
En la guerra; tienen...

Su espada en su muslo por
Los temores nocturnos.
Son sesenta hombres
Que hacen guardia al lecho del rey,
Guerreros valientes de Israel.

Con Cristo en una unión de amor
Su amada combate a fin... de que El
Pueda reposar.
Cristo nos da Su palabra fiel:
Una espada con poder,
Viva palabra que_al decir
Hace al enemigo huir.

Descansamos unidos a El,
Combatiendo por Su interés.
Son sesenta hombres
Que hacen guardia al lecho del rey,
Guerreros valientes de Israel.


🌹🎻🎶🌺🌱🌸🌷☘️🌹🎻🎶🌺


There is Solomon’s bed,
Sixty mighty men surround it
Of the mighty men of Israel

All of them wield the sword, and are expert in war,
All of them wield the sword, and are expert in war,
Each man has his sword at his thigh, because of the night alarms

(counter melody)

In a union of love with Christ,
His lover fights to keep Him at rest,
keep Him at rest
Christ as the Spirit and the Word
Equips us with a sword
The instant word to defeat
And slay the enemy
In this dark age we fight,
And rest in oneness with Him.

There is Solomon’s bed, sixty mighty men surround it
Of the mighty men of Israel.

(can be sung in rounds)


🌹🎻🎶🌺🌱☘️🌷🌸🌹🎻🎶🌺

Son sesenta hombres (There is Solomon's bed_Spanish)

2025-08-16-222703882_17082025.m4a

Fae Sala

Bio https://linksome.me/the-rooms

The Rooms is a collective project that started in suburban Lisbon more than a decade ago. It evolves through numerous and constant collaboration, musically and visually.

The majority of its years based in Macau, South East Asia, it has been able to gather from time to time local and international artists and musicians inside a room, located on the high rise industrial buildings down by the city´s docks. 

The Rooms is an audio visual colective of individuals. It lives on numerous and constant collaboration. It crosses worlds, connected, interconnected, interwoven, intertwined, present, and alive. It feeds on cultural fire, references, history, language, music, dance, film, and art.

 It's cinematic.

We're back to the outskirts of Lisbon. Deep in its industrial and production tissue. Where factories meet residential areas and social housing flats. Gas stations and warehouses. Empty fields abandoned or unfilled. Blocks and boxes locked in cold cement amidst the perpetual hum of super highways and city orbital roads.

A makeshift territory to shelter multitudes.

Where we'll be pressing on,  grinding away, hammering on organical mechanics, aiming to continue to do the best music and visuals we can. Inspired by the raw, coarse, rough, and unpolished ways of the worlds that surround and live inside us, we'll be tailoring some new fabric soon. 

The Rooms music is a fruit of love and a soundtrack for the times we are living. Between the dark and the light is where we meet and play. 

Thank you for your ears