Long long time ago there lived an old father and his daughter. They lived in southern of Spain in a small wooden house. At his time, the father was well known as a great carpenter, some even said, the greatest!
The name of his daughter was Citra, and she sang like no one had ever heard before... when she sung every one stop and listen, even the bird stopped chirping and listen, ...but that is not all, Citra's voice had some magical power of healing... and people from southern of Spain use to asked her to sing, were there were sicknesses and diseases.
One stormy night there were knocks on the old father and his young daughter house's door! As they opened the door they sow a miserable old women wearing a torn cloth all wet... the old women was almost freezing and hardly stand on her feet...  The old Father and his daughter light on the fire gave the old women new warm cloth feed hear and drink her with hot milk and honey.
In the morning when the old women recovered she told Citra that she lives in a small village on the mountain in a province named: Asturias, in the north, there she has a very very sick granddaughter that may die because she caught an unknown disease that even the doctors does not know what to do, so they said the she may even die.

"So that is way I am an old women walked all the way - a month and a half to see you, Citra, and to beg you to save my granddaughter".
Now the old women started to tell Citra all about here granddaughter for hours and hours so Citra started to feel close to the dying granddaughter as if she know her.
The next day Citra told her father that she must try to save - the old women granddaughter - by here singing. The father arranged two friends of his to go with Citra and after few weeks they reached the village in Asturias province. True, the granddaughter was very very sick...Citra started to sing... she never sung so beautiful in here life...she sung and sung... and on the third day of singing the granddaughter open here eyes and cured.
But, on the way back in the snowy mountain area a snow avalanche buried Citra and her companion... miraculously a group of hunters passed by - after the snow avalanche - and the found Citra buried and almost freezing to death... They rescued her and brought here back home to her father.
Citra recovered, besides having a sore throat, she was not able to sing any more forever.

As she want out her father gave here the unique instrument... and Citra started to play ...and play ...and play ...and people from all over Spain came to see that astonishing instrument ...and when she played, she played like no one had ever heard before... when she played, every one would stop and listen... even the bird stopped chirping and listen ...but that is not all, Citra's playing had some magical power of healing and people from all southern of Spain use to asked her to sing were there were sicknesses and diseases.

The name Citra wandered all over the world and the instruments that where alike were named after her: So in India all the Sitar (or Chitar) family, in Italy the guitar named: Chitarra and in some places the letter "C" was written as "G" so we got Gitara and then ...Guitar the instrument name of today.

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