Lullabies- I don’t remember my mum singing lullabies to me, but then there aren’t many in Hungarian. What Hungarian is extremely rich in is bedtime poems (, which in the years since have been turned into songs.) Hungarian is a language that has very few harsh sounds and lends itself to the beauty of poetry. I actually prefer them to be recited instead of sung… that may be just because of my appalling singing talent. 
My favourite lullaby is one I discovered just into my teens and included it in a surprise Mother’s day performance I was organising with other kids at the Embassy. It’s about little Balázs, Lullaby by Attila József. (The only complication for performing this was I had a HUGE crush on a Balázs at the time, so I was beetroot red throughout …funny memories!).
It’s a very gentle poem, that takes you into the land of dreams. I used to recite it to Angelina as a baby trying to remember the lines.
I was absolutely overjoyed when we got a board book of this poem from Hugo’s godfather… he gets the kids the coolest things! 
I turn to Attila József Lullaby whenever the littlins are hyper and I know calming them will be a struggle… this poem magically soothes them, it whisks them off into the land of calm, the land of imagination and towards sweet dreams where they can achieve anything.
That is the power of a lullaby- be that song or poem. They are part of our daily routine, just as a bedtime story or two are.
Let me share this favourite of mine with you (including the translation I’ve done).
| Lehunyja kék szemét az ég, lehunyja sok szemét a ház, dunna alatt alszik a rét - aludj el szépen, kis Balázs. Lábára lehajtja fejét, alszik a bogár, a darázs, velealszik a zümmögés - aludj el szépen, kis Balázs. A villamos is aluszik, – s mig szendereg a robogás - álmában csönget egy picit - aludj el szépen, kis Balázs. Alszik a széken a kabát, szunnyadozik a szakadás, máma már nem hasad tovább - aludj el szépen, kis Balázs. Szundít a lapda, meg a sip, az erdõ, a kirándulás, a jó cukor is aluszik - aludj el szépen, kis Balázs. A távolságot, mint üveg golyót, megkapod, óriás leszel, csak hunyd le kis szemed- aludj el szépen, kis Balázs. Tüzoltó leszel s katona! Vadakat terelõ juhász! Látod, elalszik anyuka. - Aludj el szépen, kis Balázs. 1935. február 2. |
The sky closes its blue eyes, The house closes its many eyes, The fields sleep under a duvet, Sleep tight, little Balázs. He rests his head on his legs, The beetle and the wasp are sleeping- With them sleeps their buzz- Sleep tight, little Balázs. The tram is sleeping, The coat is sleeping on the chair, Snoozing is the ball and the whistle, The perspective, like a crystal You’ll be a firefighter and a soldier! |
Recently I’ve found a version of it sung by children’s pop singer from my childhood- Judit Halász.
What do you sing or read to soothe your little ones to sleep? Do you have a favourite?
Bedtime is fun and relaxing, it’s the calm at the end of the day. When you put your little one down to sleep and sing them their lullaby you NEVER expect it to be their last and for them never to wake up again. Unfortunately, each year for about 300 or so parents in the UK alone this nightmare turns to reality, like it did for fellow blogger Jennie and her family on the 2nd of February 2013.
The Lullaby trust, formerly FSID, is there for the families to support them through their tragic loss and darkest hours, as well as promote safer sleeping for babies.
My post is dedicated to Matilda Mae and all the babies who fell asleep and never woke up. Sleep tight little angels and blow some kisses and happiness to your families and friends missing you!
