I saw him in Baden-Baden. Surrounded by happy Germans, he was all by himself wearing a dark suit, his hands in his pockets in the middle of December. He saw me gave a sad long gaze and sheepishly lowered his head and went on strolling.
This powerful song is a reminder of him and many like him.
This is for those who left their motherland, their soul, their heart. It’s for us.
Nina Simone – Ain’t got no …. I’ve go life
