nursery rhymes & spanish verses

Am I the only one who thinks that there are some nursery rhymes which sound horrendously violent? Yes, I'm talking about nursery rhymes, those simple cutesy lines we used to read as kids, and probably will read or are reading to our kids now. Don't believe me?

Jack & Jill went up the hill
to fetch a pail of water
Jack fell down & broke his crown
and Jill came tumbling after

What a niiiice imagery there. First you imagine a cute boy and a cute girl going up the hill to fetch a pail of water(why would you get little kids to fetch water from uphill??). Then you imagine Jack falling down AND broke his crown(must've been a nasty fall) and (gasp!) Jill came TUMBLING after. Whoa.

Here's another one:

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again

So you imagine a cute eggsy man sitting on a wall(for whatever reason, we don't know). Then of course, he had a fall, not a little fall, but a GREAT fall. Cute eggsy man smashed to smithereens, till even the horses, not just men, failed to put him back together again. There goes Humpty Humpty. A smashed, dead(most likely) egg. Yikes.

And the ultimate violent (and totally sick) nursery rhyme in my opinion, is this:

Rock a bye baby on the tree top
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks the baby will fall
Down will come baby, cradle and all

Firstly, in this age and day especially, who would be so sick in the mind so as to rock a baby not just on a tree, but on a tree TOP? Imagine cute baby in a cradle, giggling away to the sound of the branches, perched high up on a tall tree. Of course when the wind blows, the cradle(oh no!) rocks. That's not all. The bough breaks(insert loud, dramatic breaking sound here) and you imagine the cute baby falling(aaaaahhHHH!). And doesn't that last line sound very much like SPLAT! ?

Sick!! Of course there could be other hidden meanings to these nursery rhymes(better, more wholesome meanings I hope), but to me, they literally translate to childhood violence. No wonder many of us grow up to be morbid. We can't help it, we've been fed these morbid words since young. And the most morbid thing about it, is that many of us adults don't even realise it, because we think that an image of a baby falling down from a tall tree is nice and fun and makes us laugh. And we pass it on to our kids, who pass it on to their kids, who pass it on to theirs...

Yikes.

And since I'm trying not to think about violence and morbidness(broken egg image lingers momentarily at the back of my mind...), here's some Spanish lyrics to the song Unbreak My Heart(Toni Braxton)...I really don't know what's up with me these days. Nursery rhymes and super-duper-sappy-poppy love songs...Hmm.

Regresa A Mi(Unbreak My Heart) by Il Divo

No me abandonas asi
hablando sola de ti
Ven y devuelveme al fin
la sonrisa que se fue
Una vez mas
tocar tu piel
e hondo suspirar
Recuperemos lo que se ha perido

Chorus
Regresa a mi
Quiereme otra vez
Borra el dolor
que al irte me dio
cuando te separaste de mi
Dime que si
Ya no quiero ilorar
Regresa a mi
No puedo, vida

Extrano el amor que se fe
Extrano la dicha tambien
Quiero que vengas a mi
y me vuelvas a querer
No puedo mas
si tu no estas
Tienes que ilegar
Mi vida se apaga

Chorus
No Me abondonas asi
hablando sola de ti
Devuelveme la pasion de tus maso

Regresa a mi
Quiereme otra vez
Borra el dolor que al irte me dio
cuando te separaste de mi
Dime que si