Rosalia doesn't feel pressure to label sexuality
The 32-year-old Spanish singer doesn't feel the need to speak publicly about her sexual identity because she is guided by "freedom", despite her friend, actress Hunter Schafer, revealing last year that they were "once romantically involved" for five months back in 2019.
Asked if she feels the need to define her sexuality, Rosalia told the new issue of America's ELLE magazine: "No, I do not pressure myself.
"I think of freedom. That's what guides me."
And while Rosalia has been rumoured to be dating German actor-and-singer Emilio Sakraya, she played down the speculation.
She simply said: 'I spend many hours in the studio. I'm in seclusion.'
The Beso singer hasn't released an album since 2022's Motomami but she would rather work at her own pace and take time when it comes to finding inspiration.
She said: 'The rhythm [of the music industry] is so fast. And the sacrifice, the price to pay, is so high.
'The driving force that leads you to continue making music, to continue creating, has to come from a place of purity.
'Motives like money, pleasure, power…I don't feel that they are fertile. Nothing will come out of there that I'm really interested in. Those are subjects that don't inspire me.'
Rosalia believes male and female songwriters work in different ways.
She said: 'Many times, the more masculine way of making music is about the hero: the me, what I've accomplished, what I have…blah blah blah.
'A more feminine way of writing, in my opinion, is like foraging. I'm aware of the stories that have come before me, the stories that are happening around me. I pick it up, I'm able to share it; I don't put myself at the centre, right?'
Hunter, 26, previously insisted she didn't think it was "anybody's business" as to what the nature of her relationship with Rosalia was.
The Euphoria actress told GQ magazine: "I have really beautiful friendships with people that I was once romantically involved with. Rosalia's family no matter what. It's been so much speculation for so long. Part of us just wants to get it over with, and then another part is like, 'It's none of anybody's f****** business!'"
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