Cubans are frantic when it comes to appreciating music.
My secret? A desire to work, years of dedication and loving what you do; I can't live without music.
I'll only stop singing when I'm in my grave.
As long as your heart beats, one is never too old.
I'm still strong and in the best shape to continue living my life.
Can you imagine that Cuba and Europe's youth, who had forgotten about traditional music, who only thought of rock music, are now looking back towards their grandparents? That is a phenomenon.