yalniz kalpler sütunu [English translation]

His dream was entering to home without using the key

just by ringing the doorbell

However he had seen the column of alone hearts in the newspaper,

he never looked at it carefully.

He sleeps alone,wakes up alone

and has his meal lonely

That day he also waked up lonely

and told himself tomorrow is the time for me to die

Even in cold days,his window is opened hoping someone may come in

But he's going to get up early in the morning so he turned the lights off at midnight

In the last day of his life,he moved and turned in the bed several times

He was bored,he got up and looked at the column of alone hearts for the first time

Lonely hearts,lonely hearts

There are many pages of lonely hearts

But now he's going to write his letter

He will write "no one is responsible" and will sign up

He wrote the last letter in short,went out of house before morning

For the last time to have enough of rain,he turned up his head through drops without umbrella

He got soaking wet

When he was back at the table,the newspaper was still in front of him

At once he connected with the one who was in his imagination by the writings (on newspaper)

As the children who listen to the sound of waves through sea shells,

He found a heart through the pages which its signs and symbols interested him

In his mind,he imagined and imagined and gave his heart to the imaginary one

He imagined her by the side of himself and Thought she is suitable for him

Lonely hearts,lonely hearts

There are many pages of lonely hearts

He also wrote a letter for her and put it in the envelope with his address

Then he went and checked himself in the mirror to find out does he still have courage to do it

When he came back to room there were two letters on his desk

He observe them to find out which one was that one

Suddenly a drop of tears dripped from his eyes on his nose and then on one of the pages

"That's it" he said,my tears had selected the letter

and put that letter in its envelope

He rent the other letter and throw it away

Slowly he got up and went inside to rest for the last time in his bed

He slept

Lonely hearts,lonely hearts

There are many pages of lonely hearts

• Artist:Teoman