Лаваш

This track is like a noisy wedding spread across the whole of Moscow: glasses clink, hookahs smoke, and somewhere between traffic jams and neon signs, you can hear your native Baku. Everything is appropriate here: qardaş qardaş dances, toasts until dawn, and laughter that drowns out the music. The mood is simple - if every day is Friday, then what difference does it make?