He had written a note on the plastic case: "Every word Ferdi sings here is what I’m too afraid to say."
Selim closed his eyes. In the darkness of his eyelids, he saw Leyla one last time. She was smiling, holding that old cassette tape against her heart. He didn't need to go back in time to find her; as long as the music played, she had never really left. Ferdi Tayfur Bende Г–zledim Mp3
The static of the old radio was the only sound in Selim’s small Istanbul apartment until the first melancholic notes of began to play. He had written a note on the plastic