A journalist asked me: “What to do?”
and me I said: “Simply be true!
Simply be true! Simply be true!”
A bakery-lady asked me the same
and me I said, I said again:
“Simply be true! Simply be true!”
But back again to the journalist.
She asked me now: “What shall I say?”
and I said: “If you just criticize and blame
you might gain some fame,
but if you show the truth,
you will be like a door!”
“What is truth?”, she asked me now
and I said: “A billionaire and an unknown hobo –
both are the same, you know!
Both are the same, you know!”
And I thought about the bakery-lady:
“She still is baking bread for you and me.”
And then I said: “Simply be true!
Simply be true! Simply be true!”
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany