Fais Do Do
Each of my children has had his own special lullabye. For my firstborn, it was The Mockingbird Song. For the baby, it was "Twinkle Star." For my middle child, it was the one my parents sang to me. I thought of it as my very own, and was amazed to discover, a few years ago, that it also belongs to generations of French children. I've never thought to ask Mom where they picked it up. Maybe in Montreal, where they fell in love and became engaged. The English words sung to me are not a translation, but I can't imagine the melody accompanying any other verse.
Go to sleep,
my little one darling.
Go to sleep, my little one love.
Mommy loves you. Daddy loves you.
Go to sleep,
my little one darling.
Go to sleep, my little one love.
If my heart were a music box, this is the tune it would play when you opened it up.
Go to sleep,
my little one darling.
Go to sleep, my little one love.
Mommy loves you. Daddy loves you.
Go to sleep,
my little one darling.
Go to sleep, my little one love.
If my heart were a music box, this is the tune it would play when you opened it up.
—Kyran, 9:08 PM
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13 Comments:
I had to come back a couple of times...I feel like a voyeur when I read your blog. Thanks for opening my mind to memories and possibilities.
The music box...such a beautiful image.
How lovely...thank you so much for sharing that! You've inspired me to go searching for the song my husband sang to our boys when they were babes: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7EfHZtCKJGY
Thanks! I may just post this to my own blog...
Well, that was relaxing enough that it might just have broken this insomnia bout!! Thanks C
beautiful!
Jana, you can peek through this window anytime.
Water is Wide is an old favorite of mine too.
Mom, where did you and Dad learn this?
Your "heart music box" is so lovely. I think mine would play "Chick-A-Boom".
Beautiful song. :-)
When our daughter was born a friend loaned us an automatic swing. Emma hated it, but did seem to like its tinny rendition of "You Are My Sunshine". We got rid of the swing but sang the song to her nightly.
She is 8 1/2 now and still asks for it sometimes - sad verses and all.
I love reading your blog - thank you.
How sweet! I'm feeling very sleepy...
so pretty -- thank you.
Dropped in here from fishingaround's blogspace.I hope it does not sound like an encoroachment of sorts...
Well, I am just a college going kid who has lots to learn in years to come. Your post offers a wonderful perspective of someone who has seen a lot. The tune is great and so is the post- memories do make life easy. I wonder how the life would become if we had no memory of our good times...
Pleasure to have dropped in here.
Hi Kyran,
I wrote down your blog to go to and read awhile ago after I read your lovley article in Good Housekeeping and just am now getting over here!
Your words in that article brought me to tears and gave me chills all at once, that last couple of paragraphs where you wrote " Life can get better, it can get worse. It will probably do both. I have everything I need today." was just so touching.
With much joy, I have now added you to my fav bloggers list.
blessings,
deborah
This post has inspired me to dig up the old CD's I listened to and the songs I sang to my boys when they were little. I kind of miss Raffi and Sharon Lois and Bram. And I love the fact that a little bit of French Canadian culture seems to have crept into all the rest of our lives.
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