Long live Chile. [laughter] I raise a glass to the brave soldiers and to the president. Chile, beautiful Chile, how could I not love you. If you are green and you are big, I will give you my heart . In Chilean empanadas, flavor is a treasure. And how could it not, when it's cooked with gold? "I raise a glass," said the baker, "to the shovel and the trough." And I raise a toast because today I'm here in La Moneda. Now the 18th has arrived with joy and excitement. Let's dance a cuca with guitar and accordion. [music]