Nara Ne — Olur Giм‡tme (rus Uyarlama Klipli)

The screen fades to black as Kerem walks to the window. Below, a black Volga pulls away into the swirling snow, its red taillights disappearing like two dying embers in the dark.

A Turkish architect living in Russia, exhausted by the grayness of the city and his failing relationship. Nara Ne Olur Gi̇tme (Rus Uyarlama Klipli)

A wide shot of the Neva River. The ice is moving slowly. On the soundtrack, the final, weeping violin solo of Nara’s song plays out as the snow begins to cover the entire city in a suffocating white blanket. The screen fades to black as Kerem walks to the window

Elena stands up. She reaches for her suitcase. The sound of the zipper is like a gunshot in the quiet room. A wide shot of the Neva River

A former ballerina, now a ghost of herself, drifting away from Kerem as she prepares to leave for a new life in London.

As she opens the door, a gust of Siberian wind rushes in, extinguishing the single candle on the table. "Elena," he whispers.