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LullabiesLullabies are simple, sweet, melodious compositions that, in all cultures, aim to get the child to fall asleep at the moment the mother desires. This assumes that there is a root of magical command for a verbal command: with my command "go to sleep now," that is something that will actually happen. Long before humans spoke, songs already existed in this world. Not only in other animals, but it is also known that the first vocalizations were made by the mother in response to the gurgles of babies (see " Language Development "). In other words, music came before language. Many scientists and historians have searched for centuries for the origin of speech, the first word uttered by humans. Lullabies provide a glimpse into this topic. That is to say, when something spreads throughout the Earth, we will see that it is something very old and probably has such evolutionary success that it is still practiced today. Tuning one's voice to adapt the needs of a child to those of an adult is a person's first entry into verbal language—after gestural or postural languages. Lullabies are an invaluable treasure of ancient wisdom, well worth tapping into. In them, we find regional (local) issues such as the mother's worries, whether she needs to do a chore like going to the river to wash clothes, and others; on the other hand, we have more universal issues, which are repeated in all cultures: we will see, for example, that in addition to overcoming insomnia, attempts are made to use methods ranging from astrology to other religious themes. Lullabies thus speak to us of a primordial and ancestral concern about childhood. Long before social awareness existed regarding issues such as street children, mothers had been concerned about their children's future within the family for millennia, through lullabies and other examples of care that we will see here. Monotonous, repetitive tones are the rhythmic key to achieving sleep. Sleep, little black boy (Atahuallpa Yupanqui) Here we find a local aspect: the lack of pay for agricultural work; and on the other hand, the universal appeal to both the reward for sleeping and the fear of sleeplessness. The tender or "joking" threat that the devil will come is a first foray into ambivalence of meaning, since the child, depending on their age, may or may not understand the threat's meta-message, interpreting its intention or veracity according to the gestures made by the sender of the message. Sleep, sleep, little black boy That your mother is in the field Black boy He's going to bring you quails for you He will bring you delicious fruit for you He's going to bring you pork for you. It will bring you many things And if my black man doesn't sleep The white devil comes and boom Chicapumba chicapum eats his paw Sleep, sleep, little black one That your mom is in the black field Working Working hard Working yes Working and not getting paid Working yes Working and mourning Working yes Working and coughing Working yes For the little black boy For the black boy, yes Working, yes Working, yes. Sleep, sleep, little black boy That your mom is in the black field Lullaby my baby Spanish classic adopted in Argentina Lullaby my baby Lulled my sun Arrorró piece From my heart This cute boy He wants to sleep And the mischievous dream He doesn't want to come This cute boy He wants to sleep Close your eyes And opens them again Lullaby my baby Lulled my sun Go to sleep my child Sleep my sun Acalanthus It's too late, Tomorrow, come again, Everyone is asleep At night too Only me and you My good Dorme angel The boy hits baby The one who stopped singing The angels were delighting themselves Mamaezinha needs to rest Sleep anjo, papai vai lhe ninar Boi boi boi Black-faced boy Glue that girl That fears the mask Brazilian lullaby Childhood phobias: the ox scares the child It's late now The morning is coming Everyone is sleeping The night too Only I watch over you My good Sleep angel The ox scares the child Up in the sky they stop singing The little angels went to bed Mommy must rest Sleep angel Dad is going to cradle you Black-faced ox, black-faced ox Come my little girl Who is afraid of the mask Good son Cameroon A regional element is the intense comparison with an old woman who takes care of children (very common in West Africa), to which is added the transcultural element of the title: the good son, the prodigal son, the one who behaves well (see "moral development"). Hey, hey, hey, good son Hey, hey, hey, good son I hammock the child and take care of him I take care of him like a little old lady Who takes care of their children Like a little old lady I rock the child, I take care of him If we go to the fields I take care of it And if we go to the river I also take care of it I take care of him like a little old lady Who takes care of their children Wo ou wo ou wo ou I take care of him like a little old lady Who takes care of their children Ah, little old lady Hey, hey, he's a good son. To the lullaby, sweetheart The elegy of bread as a local element. Two toys: a skate and a ball. As for the transcultural: the stars: the moon sleeps, the sun sleeps. To the lullaby, my dear, To the gallant lullaby Little piece of bread Go to sleep Mommy will buy you a skate and a ball, Oh, my little king, Go to sleep Sleep moon, sleep sun, Sleep sleep heart Another version (maybe for two children) Lullaby my baby Lulled my sun Arrorró piece From my heart This cute boy Who was born during the day He wants to be taken To the candy store This cute boy who was born at night He wants to be taken for a ride in the car Go to sleep my child Go to sleep my love Go to sleep, dude. From my heart Kosaka lullaby Myths start working in Russia from the time they are babies. Sleep, my baby, My lovely baiushki baiu The bright moon Lie still in your crib I will tell you stories and fables I will sing a song And with your eyes closed you can sleep Baiushki baiu Lullaby by Johannes Brahms Religious elements such as angels, mention of God, paradise, "silent night" and "warm blanket" in clear allusion to the nativity and the manger. Good night my love Between dreams of roses Sleep, child, my love Under the warm blanket God willing, tomorrow You will wake up Holy Silent Night May the angels guard you Showing in dreams Love and friendship Sleep, sleep happily Sleep, sleep peacefully In your dreams you will see Paradise My little sunflower This song mixes what would be a clear local trait such as the sunflower in the Italian countryside (extrapolated to our pampas) and at the same time transcultural elements such as shared dreams. My love Why don't you sleep? You don't know that soon Daddy will go to sleep too And when I close My eyes I will dream a dream with you My treasure My little sunflower My treasure I sing this song for you My love Why don't you sleep? I don't know what I think I always think of you And everything I feel in my heart It's all for you my love My love Why don't you sleep? You don't know that soon Mommy will go to sleep too. And when she closes The eyes She will dream happily. My treasure My little sunflower My treasure I sing this song for you Above the Sky (Mexico) Above the sky They made tamales Saint Peter knew it He sent for two reales To the lullaby child To the lullaby already Go to sleep, little child of my heart. Go to sleep, little boy, I have to do it. Wash your diapers, start sewing To the lullaby child To the lullaby already Go to sleep, little child of my heart. Song to put a child to sleep This song is soothing, finding a perfect match between the gentle melody and the message it conveys, about the calming effect a mother brings when she removes the danger for which her son was crying. Mapuche Gumaytá puñeñ may Kupage guru may Xa Pita punches May Amutuge guru may Umautuge punch may Xa pita puñeñ may In Spanish The children cry They cry The foxes came They came The children were afraid Go away foxes Go away The children were afraid Sleep, child, sleep The fox is already leaving.
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