Luck mine! Under my balcony it has come to be about the Tuna of District of Murcia and is big enough I appear with a carnation in the mouth, that if someone asks for it me, I want to be prepared. This year I have the great honor of being the Godmother of the X5 Contest of Tunas "Barrio del Carmen".

I take doctor's degree on the art of well tunar ready to put all my determination in spending the necessary tests and achieving the scholarship that I am accredited by member of this group of crafty swindlers who take the happiness there where they come.

Because behind every tuna there are hundreds of histories. Conquered loves and obtained romances. Holiday, happiness and serenades. Long nights of round in the moonlight, between music and poetry. How many lovers have appeared to the balcony in search of the histories of passion and gabble that these jongleurs narrate always ready to steal a kiss from them? The tunas are all that and much more. The rascal ones come. It begins the holiday.

This appointment is furthermore important if it fits because I am murciana and licensed by the University of Murcia, descendant from that first university who in 1.272 was founded by Alfonso X. The King Sabio already in " The Items " was speaking about the rascal ones as sopistas, humble university students who were about bars and taverns and were changing music and sharm in exchange for a plate of food.

For some days the murcianos and the carmelitanos will yield themselves to the spell of the tunas. And I, already seduced by his serenades, by the lute and the tambourine, since one more lover leave a tape in the cap of each one of the rascal ones that are going to take part in this contest, inviting them to enjoy this land and a city, Murcia, which once dresses, felt and lived he never forgets.