0:00:18.209,0:00:19.249 Good afternoon, 0:00:19.250,0:00:21.833 I'm very happy and thankful to be here. 0:00:21.834,0:00:27.124 I'm going to share a song with you[br]called "I say porridge," 0:00:27.125,0:00:31.935 which is a very delicious recipe[br]of an Argentine dessert. 0:00:32.942,0:00:37.318 I was thinking, I think that recipes 0:00:37.319,0:00:41.858 hold people's memories[br]and preserve and share them, 0:00:41.859,0:00:43.482 just like they are in songs, 0:00:43.483,0:00:46.266 I think that's why I like to sing. 0:00:48.125,0:00:50.917 The 'mazamorra' is[br]a dessert made from corn, 0:00:51.667,0:00:55.815 which is prepared in a similar fashion[br]to the Mexican atole 0:00:55.816,0:00:58.980 which is why I chose this[br]song to sing here today. 0:01:00.575,0:01:02.263 Corn is a plant 0:01:02.264,0:01:06.797 that from the start has been very[br]connected to the birth and development 0:01:06.798,0:01:09.767 of the ancient cultures on our continent. 0:01:10.544,0:01:14.232 You might know that the gods[br]made man out of corn, 0:01:14.233,0:01:16.816 or that it was him,[br]the son of god, they say, 0:01:16.817,0:01:21.271 the one who sank himself into the earth[br]and made corn sprout from his body. 0:01:21.272,0:01:23.914 It's a sacred and very mysterious plant; 0:01:23.915,0:01:27.732 something that sticks out to me[br]is that it doesn't grow in the wild, 0:01:27.733,0:01:30.997 rather it depends on the hands of men 0:01:30.998,0:01:34.621 who thresh, sow, and harvest it. 0:01:34.634,0:01:39.804 So, it's a plant that connects men[br]and women to the earth, 0:01:39.805,0:01:43.395 and also connects them to[br]the sky, because these people, 0:01:43.396,0:01:48.270 watching their crops and observing[br]the movement of the stars, 0:01:48.271,0:01:50.161 created calendars 0:01:50.162,0:01:54.046 and left us a legacy of immense knowledge 0:01:54.047,0:01:59.464 that I hope to honor with this song today:[br]"I say porridge." 0:02:08.332,0:02:14.617 ♪ Porridge, you know,[br]is the bread of the poor ♪ 0:02:15.974,0:02:22.114 ♪ And the milk of the mothers[br]with empty breasts ♪ 0:02:23.083,0:02:29.667 ♪ I kiss the hands[br]of the Inca Viracocha ♪ 0:02:30.492,0:02:36.766 ♪ Because he invented corn[br]and taught farming ♪ 0:02:37.839,0:02:44.117 ♪ It comes in a trough[br]to keep the family together ♪ 0:02:44.988,0:02:50.919 ♪ Greeted by the old,[br]celebrated by the young ♪ 0:02:51.737,0:02:58.572 ♪ Over there where[br]the goats silently return ♪ 0:02:58.994,0:03:05.311 ♪ And hunger is a cloud[br]with wings of wheat ♪ 0:03:06.128,0:03:11.712 ♪ Everything in it is[br]beautiful: the ripe cob ♪ 0:03:13.235,0:03:19.474 ♪ That is shelled on[br]windy country nights ♪ 0:03:20.418,0:03:26.880 ♪ The pestle and the maiden[br]with braids over her shoulder ♪ 0:03:27.606,0:03:33.799 ♪ To the grain she is adding[br]blushes and sighs ♪ 0:03:34.612,0:03:40.863 ♪ If you want it perfect,[br]look for a clay pot ♪ 0:03:41.321,0:03:47.552 ♪ And thicken it with[br]slight, neat gestures ♪ 0:03:48.375,0:03:54.036 ♪ From the rocking chair[br]cut from the branches of the fig tree ♪ 0:03:54.991,0:04:01.212 ♪ That accompanies your nap[br]with shades, little birds, and figs ♪ 0:04:01.751,0:04:05.377 (Recites) You can add[br]a touch of Jume to it, 0:04:05.382,0:04:09.045 this plant found in desert valleys 0:04:09.046,0:04:12.076 that lets its flames[br]to feed it with its strength 0:04:12.077,0:04:15.382 until it turns slightly amber. 0:04:15.383,0:04:19.719 When you eat it, you feel[br]the people by your side 0:04:19.725,0:04:22.645 along valleys and river bends. 0:04:22.646,0:04:27.086 When you eat it, you feel[br]the Earth is your mother, 0:04:27.087,0:04:31.247 more than the old sad lady who[br]awaits your return from the field. 0:04:31.248,0:04:33.077 Its mother of your mother 0:04:33.078,0:04:37.012 and her face is a[br]stone carved by centuries. 0:04:38.117,0:04:44.123 ♪ Many cities ignore its American taste ♪ 0:04:44.792,0:04:51.219 ♪ And many had forgotten[br]its Argentinian flavor ♪ 0:04:52.163,0:04:58.763 ♪ But it will always remain[br]what it was for the Inca ♪ 0:05:00.172,0:05:06.624 ♪ A nursing mother for the Andean poor ♪ 0:05:07.072,0:05:13.252 ♪ The night poets and[br]singers will be shot ♪ 0:05:13.938,0:05:20.032 ♪ For having corrupted and betrayed ♪ 0:05:20.565,0:05:27.385 ♪ The music and the pollen,[br]the birds and the fire ♪ 0:05:27.386,0:05:33.552 ♪ These verses I recite[br]might keep me safe ♪ 0:05:34.353,0:05:40.677 ♪ These verses I recite[br]might keep me safe ♪ 0:05:41.111,0:05:47.924 ♪ These verses I recite[br]might keep me safe ♪ 0:05:48.814,0:05:50.384 (Applause)