Armenian Legends and Poems: My Heart is Turned Into a Wailing Child MY HEART IS TURNED INTO A WAILING CHILD BY N. 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?