This is a children's poem by Sándor Weöres, who was a very gifted poet. His poems often lent themselves to be made into songs. Apparently babies in the womb who hear a song will recognise it later when born and it can calm them. We tried singing this to Leo. Sometimes he seemed to like it, but it did not generally work as a calming "trick".
Bóbita is a sort of fairy, pronounced bow-bit-ah, with 'ah' a sound between an English 'o' and 'a'. Original. Song.
Bóbita Bóbita dances
Round her angels are sitting
Frog-swarm playing the flute
Locust-swarm on violin
Bóbita bóbita playing
A spell and the pig has wings
Sits on it, promises kisses
Flies on and laughs at him
Bóbita bóbita building
A castle with dawn-fog-walls
The halls are filled with guests
Son, daughter of King Dwarf
Bóbita bóbita's sleepy
Lies on an autumn leaf
Deep in the midst of branches
Two snails guarding her sleep
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