Ayyaş

Love here smells like smoke - not candles or coffee, but a real fire, where only burns remain from the heat. Everything around is in smoke: cities, rivers, hearts. And who said that feelings should be beautiful? Sometimes they are like a broken bottle under a lamppost: they shine, they cut, and yet you still can't look away.

This is a story about how trust turns to ashes and pride becomes the last lifeline. When the person you ran for throws not a glance, but a stone. When inside there is no longer love, but an echo of pain mixed with a stubborn desire not to forget. And yet there is strength in this - to live, to burn and to exhale smoke, even if it has long been clear that the heart cannot be healed here, it is simply carried like a scar.

Lyrics and composition: Yigit Seferoglu

Instruments, recording and editing: Yigit Seferoglu

Mixing and mastering: Yigit Seferoglu

Drums: Kanberk Chebecioglu

Clarinet: Berkhan Keser

Production: Hoze

Manager: Ozan Bektas

Production Manager: Burak Ozcandir

PR: Parlakgöz

Artist: Azra Lale, Yusuf Dogruer

Director: Samet Eruzon and Yumit Sahin

Editor: Berke Kuchuk

Camera Assistant: Fatih Duman

Rental: Kiram Kameram 24/7

Photography: Can Şerefoğlu

Styling: İrem İnanç

Styling Assistant: Selen Uvy