Oh HEART of MINE 

On a morning in the spring,

Have you ever woken with the sun?

Running with boundless joy,

Have you ever lain in the meadows?

On a morning in the spring,

Have you ever woken with the sun?

Running with boundless joy,

Have you ever lain in the meadows?

With a feeling filling your soul,

Did you ever think you were flying?

With a feeling filling your soul,

Did you ever think you were flying?

What a pity for the days gone by,

You have wasted them, oh heart of mine.

It means you have never truly loved,

Nor been loved, oh heart of mine.

What a pity for the days gone by,

You have wasted them, oh heart of mine.

It means you have never truly loved,

Nor been loved, oh heart of mine.

At that picture in the album,

Have you ever cried while looking?

To the days deep in the past,

Have you ever bound your heart?

At that picture in the album,

Have you ever cried while looking?

To the days deep in the past,

Have you ever bound your heart?

Never forgetting a certain name,

Did you call it out for years?

Never forgetting a certain name,

Did you call it out for years?

What a pity for the days gone by,

You have wasted them, oh heart of mine.

It means you have never truly loved,

Nor been loved, oh heart of mine.

Oh heart of mine…

Yaşar Başkaya, March 2026