My Heart is turned into a Wailing Child, by Nahabed Kouchak

(Fifteenth Century)

MY heart is turned into a wailing child,
     In vain with sweets I seek to still its cries ;
Sweet love, it calls for thee in sobbings wild
     All day and night, with longing and with sighs.
          What solace can I give it ?

I showed my eyes the fair ones of this earth
     And tried to please them—but I tried in vain.
Sweet love, for them all those were nothing worth—
     Thee—only thee my heart would have again.
          What solace can I give it ?

Armenian legends and poems by Zabelle C. Boyajian and Aram Raffi, London & New York, 1916.

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