Rosario Flores is a daughter of Lola Flores (the most famous "Bailaora" = "Flamenco dancer" in Spain, who died in 1995, and Antonio González "El Pescailla".
Rosario Flores started her race in Music in 1984, with the album "Vuela una noche".But, in 1992, she got her first success, with the album "De ley".In this album, some of the best songs, were wrotten by her brother Antonio.
In 1994, she published the album "Siento" = "I feel".
In 1996, she published the album "Mucho por vivir" = "Very much to live".
In 1998, she published the album "Jugar a la locura" = "To play to madness".Thanks to it, she was nominated to the Latin Grammy.
Her next album was "Muchas flores" = "A lot of flowers".It is a mixing between Bolero, Bossa Nova, Rumba catalana --that was invented by her father-- and Pop.With it, in 2002, she got the Latin Grammy.
In 2001, she went into the Movies, with Pedro Almodóvar, in "Hable con ella".
In 2004, she published the album "De mil colores", that gave her the sixth Gold Record.
In 2006, she publishe the album "Contigo me voy".She thinks that it is her most solid work.
In 2008, she published the album "Parte de mi", where she included the song "Algo contigo":I you want to watch this song, in live --I think it happened in the Theatre Liceo, in Barcelona--, clic down here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9g9Z6WKfzII&feature=related
And this is the words:
Hace falta que te diga
que me muero por tener algo contigo
Es que no te has dado cuenta
de lo mucho que me cuesta ser tu amiga
Ya no puedo acercarme ya tu boca
sin desearla de una manera loca
Necesito controlar tu vida
ver quien te besa y quien te abriga.
Hace falta que te diga
que me muero por tener algo contigo
Es que no te has dado cuenta
de lo mucho que me cuesta ser tu amiga
Ya no puedo continuar espiando
dia y noche tu llegar adivinando
Ya no se con que inocente excusa
pasar por tu casa, ai ai
Ya me quedan tan pocos caminos
y aunque pueda parecerte un desatino
no quisera yo morirme sin tener
algo contigo.
Ya no puedo continuar espiando
dia y noche tu llegar adivinando
Ya no se con que inocente excusa
pasar por tu casa, ai ai
Ya me quedan tan pocos caminos
y aunque pueda parecerte un desatino
no quisera yo morirme sin tener
algo contigo.
Ya me quedan tan pocos caminos
y aunque pueda parecerte un desatino
no quisera yo morirme sin tener
algo contigo.
Algo contigo…
Algo contigo…