El Pregón de Rafa Serna - Sobre su padre y Santa Cruz

The town crier dedicates a few lines to the memory of his father and to his neighborhood and brotherhood of Santa Cruz: "Give me something to drink, Father, for I am thirsty. Give me something to eat, with the truth of your being, for I am hungry. Shelter me in your arms, because this sick man is more naked than he was, since you left prisoner, helped by his love in the Alcazaba."