Polish Cultural - The Lulajze

 


On Christmas Eve, at our home in the 1950s and 60s, holiday preparations had reached "the moment".   The shopping, praying, choir practice, christmas tree and stunning outdoor decorations and carolling and wrapping and cooking were done, in preparation for the celebration and commemoration of the Birth of Jesus Christ.   However you experience the Source of All Life and the Ages of Mankind, it is symbolically and actually very right, to celebrate the symbol of the arrival of new lights to mankind and his world. 

At our home,  it was Christmas Eve and so it was all about the New Arrival at our manger and the one at Church!  
We three children became rapt with what was to come.    Just now, we were focused on the Nativity Scene arranged atop the shiny mahogany RCA music center, our musical Father's pride and joy.  This sight and the sounds of our church choirs, the spirited records or radio holiday music, classic carolers, and our endless sing-alongs, glows in memory even 60 years later.  

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I am there again, seeing in mind's eye and with my heart - the assembly of the Manger Scene - the Creche!

First the popular innovation of the time - a roll of cotton wool was rolled out and anchored to create a base of snowfor the holy landscape!

Next, we'd set the  wooden stable, at a far corner, connecting  the lighted star at top, carefully concealing its electric cord.  Radiating from the manger corner were now set  the icons, with perfectly-formed features in  plaster and paint, all facing the empty manger/crib at center of the stable.   For days, we'd visited the scene with a prayer and anticipation,  longing for the missing icon, and then a quick prayer and on we'd go. Mary and Joseph waiting, soon joined by the statues of cow, sheep and donkey and camels and the shepherds and three Wise Men. I liked the lambies, but the longing for the appearance of the Infant Jesus was what it was all about.

Finally!    It was Christmas Eve and the annual ritual began!
At sunset.  Mother calls,  thrilled and hushed and prayerful - "It is time!" !    We formed the family procession.   Lights out, except for those from the Christmas Tree decorations.    With Big Eyes and "Shhhh!' we would tiptoe upstairs at our Mother's heels, developing  the  holy moment!   Removing something from a corner of the cedar chest , Mother turned, smiling and holy, as her cupped  hands opened to reveal a box.   Opening the box, a lace handkerchief bundle would be withdrawn,  and opening the top folds of the handkerchief...

Lo!  the tiny Infant Jesus figure was displayed to our delight !   

Struggling to be still and reverent, in our excitement, we continued our family procession , quietly down the stairs in single file, behind Mother,  to the site of the  Manger scene.    Then one of us - chosen to bear the infant that year - would receive it from Mother and we'd  gather around the creche to place, at last, lovingly,  the infant figure into the manger !   

Wesoly Swiąt !    

A child is born!  

A Saviour Who Is Christ the Lord! 

The Little Lord Jesus Lays Down His Sweet Head!

Lulajze !


We would linger there at the feet of the lovely little Nativity scene, lost in love, and pray and sing one of the lullabies to Jesus!
 - and then on to Midnight Mass to share the news with friends and neighbors !

Through most of our childhood, the church was one that had been founded to help new Polish-Americans.  The culture and music at the holidays still shared the wishes in three languages; English, Latin and Polish!   

The  magic of the moment culminating in the formal declaration of Christ's birth - the miracle and mystery of it !    All is calm, hushed and bright, as the choir repeats what Mary sings- the lullaby to Jesus,  or "lulajze"  to her new baby:    Sleep Little Jesus! 

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THE SONG - LULAJE.

Here are the lyrics in English and Polish for  you,
Link to this video of the "Lulajze" performed by  Choir and Philharmonic of Krakow, Poland

or tthis more recent performance. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oaSW0X0TY0s
, with best wishes for the best Winter Holiday ever, however your beliefs inspire you to express it!


IN THE NATIVE POLISH AND IN ENGLISH TRANSLATION JUST BELOW EACH LINE


Lulajze Jezuniu   (the "Lullaby to Jesus"  in Polish)


1.Lulajze Jezuniu, moja perelko!  Lulaj ulubione me piescidelko.

1. Sleep, little Jesus, my little pearl!  While Mama Comforts you, tender, caressing!

Chorus: Lulajze, Jezuniu, lulajze, lulaj!   A Ty Go, Matulu, W placzu utulaj.

CHORUS: Lullaby, little one, in loving arms lying, Guarding my darling and stilling Thy crying!

2. Dam ja Ci stodkiego, Jezu, cukierku, Rodzenkow, migdalow co mam upudetku.

2. When Thou awakenest, Jesus, my treasure, Raisins and almonds I have for Thy pleasure.
Chorus :Lulajze, Jezuniu, lulajze, lulaj!   A Ty Go, Matulu, W placzu utulaj  

 Chorus: Lullaby, Little One, in loving arms lying / Guarding my darling and stilling Thy crying!

   

3. Lulajze przyjema oczom Gwiazdeczko,  Lulaj najsliczniejsze swiata Sloneczko. 

 3. High in the heavens a lovely star sees us, But like the shining sun, my little Jesus.  


Chorus:  Lulajze, Jezuniu, lulajze, lulaj!   A Ty Go, Matulu, W placzu utulaj

Chorus: Lullaby, Little One, in loving arms lying / Guarding my darling and stilling Thy crying!

There are more stanzas,depending on the translation. 

 

The famous Polish composer and pianist, FREDERICH CHOPIN adapted it for his "Scherzo in B minor, Opus 20."

Mrs. Casimir Wierzynski, wife of Chopin's finest biographer, made a literal English prose translation for Henry W. Simon, and he paraphrased it into English verse. 

I wish to thank all for the special Christmas moments, and the desire to share them with others in a mode that will make them wish to do the same.   Wesoly Swiat!

For and from My Mother, who left us December 10, 2017 at 92 in March - Albina Filanowski Backiel Smith Duffy, who inspires us always, and loves us all, every one !
...and also dedicated to my fellow Polish choir members from Grammar School days, and all the mystically special Christmases we shared and helped to create! 
Sto Lat!

This page -  first posted 2003

Elle Smith Fagan
Connecticut Artist - see About page at the site for details. Welcome!
http://www.ellesmithfagan.com
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