When some years ago I saw the posters for the animation film »Puss in Boots« it was in vain that I searched my mind for reminiscences of that old fairy tale. I had known it as a child. But I could not remember the story now. Not a single tiny bit.
My mother could. Her head is a treasury of fairy tales, legends, proverbs, nursery rhymes – and songs. Here’s a merry and boldly nonsensical song of hers. Unknown to 99.99% of humankind, I guess. The kids love it.
Here’s the text (Deepl gives a good translation into English):
Perhaps this song was once meant as an (entertaining) admonition to keep the children from day-dreaming and quixotic ideas. If so it did not work with me. For me, the »Ria-Rumpelbein« had the attraction of the outsider who did it his way, a strong fascination (with a good admixture of uneasiness and shiver).
I always had an affection for the loners and freaks. Not those shmocks who call themselves »freaky« or »crazy«, oh no, not the »extroverted, obnoxious, pseudo-bohemian losers« as Enid puts it in »Ghost World«. No, it’s the quiet and friendly outsiders who mostly go unnoticed whom I’m talking about. I like to see this song as an ode to them.
But be it as it may – the crucial point here is that it’s a fine little song and that the kids squeak and laugh with pleasure when Grannie sings it.
(As I said, this song is not very well-known but you can find different versions named »Humpelbein«.)