She sounds like beobedoobee and kuala and i love all of them they have beautiful voices

my way to youu

Beach Song

Beach Song (Demo)

4Me 4Me

Fantasy

Call Me

tiptoe

rin - tiptoe

Avenue (@Rocco Roy)

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rin - homebody

music video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7fwTzoYjO14

rin - best interest

Last September

all the time

rin - potential

“Streets With No Name” paints a tender portrait of city life’s forgotten corners — the faces we pass but never truly see. Beneath the bright pulse of the rhythm and the warmth of soulful vocals lies a story about connection, compassion, and the quiet beauty in everyday strangers. It’s an invitation to slow down, lift your gaze from the pavement, and notice the human stories echoing through the noise.

„Streets With No Name“ zeichnet ein einfühlsames Bild der vergessenen Winkel des Stadtlebens – von den Gesichtern, an denen wir täglich vorbeigehen, ohne sie wirklich wahrzunehmen. Unter dem lebendigen Rhythmus und der warmen, souligen Stimme entfaltet sich eine Geschichte über Mitgefühl, Begegnung und die leise Schönheit in den Menschen um uns herum. Ein Song, der dazu einlädt, innezuhalten und die Geschichten hinter dem Großstadtlärm zu entdecken.

Streets with No Name

Down by the arches, where the neon hums low
An old man folds paper cups in the glow
Once played trumpet in a riverboat band
Now he counts the echoes in the palm of his hand

A girl on the corner paints her dreams in dust
Her shoes are thin, and her mascara rusts
She hums to herself — the tune has no end
She lost the words when she lost her friend

And the city keeps moving, blind and wide
Like a tide that forgets who it leaves behind
But if you stop, just once, and meet their eyes
You’ll see a world that never dies

A boy sleeps under a headline stand
His mother’s face still warm in his hand
He whispers stories to the light of a train
No one listens — but he tells them again

They built glass towers where the gardens grew
Now the stars hide, but the dreams shine through
Every soul here wears a borrowed coat
Every prayer here sinks — yet floats

And the city keeps moving, blind and wide
Like a tide that forgets who it leaves behind
But if you stop, just once, and meet their eyes
You’ll see a world that never dies

So walk a while through the silent rain
Name the faces no one names
Beneath the noise, beneath the fame
Live the streets — with no name left to claim


rin - homebody

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