Sardine, sardine!
Murcia and Murcia!
There is no honor in the world,
Nor is there greater distinction
To receive the Sardine
From this illustrious balcony
Towers of Cotillas arrives
In the hands of his good mayor
The popular Sunday Coronado, the receipt
Willing to give the fire
And it is our greatest wish
Start by passion,
That retiemblen our streets
The smoke caress the sky
And we exclaim:
Arrive sardine!
Sardine, Sardineros, enjoy!
Fill the party city
Sounding your whistle
To the ends of the garden,
Do the city vibrate
With the fanfare and fireworks
And that even the sky
Surrender to the floats
And the smoke hachoneros
Murcia that grouper,
I get excited
With the mayor at the head,
The Corporation prepared
To vibrate at a parade
That nothing in the world equals
Beautiful, admired and loved
Name, Marta Valverde
It is our unparalleled Sardine
you all crazy!
Welcome to Murcia
That becomes nonsense
Bustle and noise,
Scales, passion and absurdity
That all law enforcement
Welcome with tact and urgency
At Big Fish, Carlos Santos,
Actor Murcia high,
Povedilla in fiction
And a great lover of Murcia
The Mayor is proud
Of entrusting the sardine
Well just wait joyful
Celebrate with you
A funeral so festive
Murcia curd rhythms
Brass bands and whistles,
Music and colorful
Generous float
And the smiles of children
Take the Sardine, and cuidadla!
And not waste any more time
The party is on the street
And hearts, willing
Let us enjoy the holidays with
And use the time
That Murcia surrenders to the feet
Sardine groups
Sardineros, sardine!
Murcia, Murcia!
Live Burial of the Sardine!
Viva Murcia!
Source: Ayuntamiento de Murcia