"Let me freshen that for you," she said softly, pouring the amber liquid into his glass.
Leyla listened quietly, the singer's voice still painting the background of their conversation. Г‡Д±nare Melikzade Duydum Ki Bensiz YaralД± Gibisin
The old radio in the corner of the small Baku cafe sputtered to life, filling the room with the haunting, melancholic voice of Çınare Melikzade singing "Duydum Ki Bensiz Yaralı Gibisin." "Let me freshen that for you," she said
The man looked up, startled. "Thank you," he murmured. His voice was low, carrying a heavy accent Leyla couldn't quite place. "Let me freshen that for you
