Las Vegas is a very strange place. It's a place of broken dreams. Concha Buika breakdreamplace Change image and share on social
Hope is for people who wait. And I don't want to wait no more. I'm not scared anymore. I'm not scared of myself. Of my things. Of my fear. Of absolutely nothing. And that's music. Concha Buika absolutelyanymorefear Change image and share on social
I was always the only black in the movie theater, the only black in class, the only black in the library, the only black in the discotheque. I always felt observed and judged. Concha Buika blackclassdiscotheque Change image and share on social
I feel what I sing, and I sing what I feel. Really, that's all I can do. Concha Buika feelsing Change image and share on social
I think that at one moment you're apt for one thing, and at the next moment you're apt for something else. Concha Buika aptmomentthing Change image and share on social
They kicked me out of the church when I'm a little girl because they said I'm singing like a dog. They didn't want me to sing there anymore. Concha Buika anymorechurchdog Change image and share on social
I loved Michael Jackson and Madonna. I styled my hair like Whitney Houston. Concha Buika hairhoustonjackson Change image and share on social
Sure, I know that I cannot speak in proper English. I know that I can't sing in proper English. I don't care. Concha Buika careenglishproper Change image and share on social
