“Don’t speak too much, just let it show – we’re strong enough to let love grow.”

What they say about her song:
“A quiet anthem for the kind of love that doesn’t rush, doesn’t beg – it simply blooms.”

Some songs arrive like storms.
This one breathes like dawn.
A story of love that doesn’t need to be named – only seen, felt, and held in the quiet.
Mirage sings of a softness that doesn’t weaken, but heals.
This extended version unfolds slowly, like a garden opening its eyes.
Let it be a soundtrack for anyone learning to trust the gentle pace of real connection.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 Mirage – All rights reserved.

Let Love Grow - A

„Du brauchst kein Ring, kein lautes Ja –
lass sie wachsen – sie ist da.“

What they say about her song:
"Ein Flüstern gegen die Hast der Welt – als würde jemand dich endlich sehen."

Es ist kein Lied über große Gesten.
Es ist ein Lied über das Bleiben, das Spüren, das langsame Entstehen.
Mina Mirage singt von der Liebe wie von einer Pflanze,
die nicht gepflückt werden will – sondern wachsen darf.
Zwischen Zeilen, Blicken, Atemzügen.
Wer hinhört, hört sich selbst.
Wer wartet, wird berührt.
Dieses Lied ist kein Versprechen. Es ist eine Wahrheit.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 Mina Mirage – All rights reserved.

Lass die Liebe wachsen

“Nude like skin, but set me free – these nails belong, they live in me.”

What they say about her song:
"It’s not about the nails. It’s about becoming yourself in the hands of someone who truly sees."

There are moments when beauty doesn’t decorate –
it reveals.

Let It Grow is the story of such a moment.
Of hands that don’t just shape, but understand.
Of nails that don’t just extend, but belong.

Mina Mirage sings of transformation not as something dramatic –
but as something intimate.
Breath by breath.
Touch by touch.

The song is soft, almost whispered –
because what happened didn’t need to be loud.
It just needed to be felt.

This is a song for every woman who’s ever looked down at her hands –
and suddenly seen herself.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 Mina Mirage – All rights reserved.

Let It Grow

„Es geht nicht um Nägel. Es geht darum, im richtigen Moment gesehen zu werden.“

Manchmal zeigt Schönheit nicht etwas Neues –
sondern etwas, das schon immer da war.

Wachsen lassen erzählt von so einem Moment.
Von Händen, die nicht nur gestalten –
sondern fühlen.

Von Nägeln, die nicht nur verschönern –
sondern dazugehören.

Mina Mirage singt hier nicht über Oberfläche.
Sie singt über Verbindung.
Über das stille Wunder, wenn jemand erkennt,
was wirklich zu dir gehört –
und es sichtbar macht.

Ein leises Lied über das Gesehenwerden,
über Vertrauen,
über das Wachsen in die eigene Form.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 Mina Mirage – All rights reserved.

Wachsen lassen

“You don’t need to say a thing.
You don’t need to wear a ring.”

What they say about her song:
"It’s not a love song – it’s what comes after silence, when love remains."

This song doesn’t beg.
It doesn’t promise.
It doesn’t even ask to be understood.

It just stays.
In a room. In a breath. In the stillness where someone sees you – not as a shape, but as something quietly becoming.

Mina Mirage doesn’t sing to impress.
She sings because the silence needed to say something.
Let Love Grow is not loud.
But it stays with you longer than most things that are.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 Mina Mirage – All rights reserved.

Let Love Grow - B

Let Love Grow - C

We dropped our bags, the search was done – and the skyline started to sing.

What they say about her song:
"It’s the sound of getting lost and being found again – in soul, in kindness, in the city lights."

“29th Floor Hostel” is a groove carved out of exhaustion and joy.
It carries the weight of streets, the circles of searching, the laughter of being carried higher.
Soul meets travel, funk meets tenderness – and every note remembers the old man’s smile, the funny ride, the kindness that became music.

This is not just a song about a hostel.
It’s a soul testimony: that even in the largest city, strangers can lift you,
and friendship can make the 29th floor feel like home.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 KETA.KALI – All rights reserved.

29th Floor Hostel best

She stands – rooted, untamed, alive.
A body of fire, a soul of earth.
In her stillness, the forest breathes.
In her dance, the world remembers.

This is not just a song – it’s a ritual.
It’s the pulse of soil under bare feet,
the roar of leaves in wild wind,
the cry of spirit breaking free.

She Stands is a hymn of power,
a soulful storm that moves like nature itself –
wild, untamed, yet infinitely grounded.

All music, lyrics, and artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 KETA.KALI – All rights reserved.

She Stands

Stone after stone, step after step –
we climb, we breathe, we laugh, we stand.
The Great Wall carries us like a river of time,
through silence, through wind, through centuries of echoes.

This song is not about history.
It is about presence.
About two souls walking side by side,
finding light on ancient stones,
feeling freedom on endless stairs.

The Great Wall is a soul journey –
a hymn to endurance, to vast horizons,
to the beauty of standing together
where the world seems infinite.

All music, lyrics, and artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 KETA.KALI – All rights reserved.

The Great Wall

What they say about her

*My daughter was born too soon, in a place the mist never leaves.
(I did not hear her cry.)
I heard her sing.
A thin, trembling melody — soft as breath, sharp as a blade.
Since that moment, she has not spoken.
Only at times she whispers… or sings.
And when her voice returns,
it leaves no one standing long enough to recall the words.

She does not hunt.
She waits.
And when her song finds you,
you have already been chosen.*

© 2025 MINA

29th Floor Hostel best

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