“Brazil is a country I hold very dearly. I’ve got followers there who I’ve been interacting with for years, as well as fellow artists like Ivete Sangalo, and it also has huge figures like Pele.”

I consider myself a laborer, building my career brick over brick under the sun.

People get jaded in every profession, but for some reason,

I started the Pies Descalzos foundation in Colombia when I was 18, and since then, I have been very involved in the crusade for education.

Gerard doesn’t tell me what to do. We discuss everything as a couple, as I imagine most partners do. We have a beautiful relationship and one of mutual trust.

I do take advantage of, you know, feeling sensual and feeling sexy.

I think, if you can prove the existence of God, it can only be proven through love.

I thank God that I’m a product of my parents. That they infected me with their intelligence and energy for life, with their thirst for knowledge and their love. I’m grateful that I know where I come from.

I like to see people’s eyes when I’m singing to them.

Gerard and I pretty much share all parenting responsibilities, although I’m definitely the disciplinarian.

I’m Colombian and nothing will change that.

Sensual is everything that refers to the delight of the senses. And that’s what artists do, is stimulate the senses in any possible way.

You’re a song written by the hands of God.

I tried to give my career a shot from Barranquilla, but the musicians would never show up. It was just not taken seriously.

The worst mistake of a woman is to go to the kitchen, because then she never gets out of there.

My man, Gerard, prefers meat over bone. That takes the pressure off. I already have a lot to worry about.

I admire a person who, for the love of art, is able to take off their clothes in front of a camera. But I’m not capable, I’m too cowardly for that.