I follow the Moskva
the down to Gorky park
Listening to the
wind of change
on August summer night
soldiers passing by
listening to the
wind of change@
The world is closing
in did you ever think
that we could be
so close like brothers
the future's in the air
I can feel it
everywhere
Blowing with
the wind of change
Take me
to the magic of the
moment on a glory night
where the children of
tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change
Woo woo
Walking down the street
a distant memories
are buried in the
past forever
I follow the Moskva
the down to Gorky park
listening to
the wind of change
Take me
to the magic of the
moment on a glory night
where the children
of tomorrow
share their dreams
with you and me
Take me
to the magic of the
moment on a glory night
where the children of
tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change
The wind of change
blows straight
into the face of time
Like a storm wind
that willing
the freedom bell
for peace of mind
Let your balalaika
sing what my guitar
wants to say@
Take me
to the magic of the
moment on a glory night
where the children
of tomorrow
share their dreams
with you and me
Take me
to the magic of the
moment on a glory night
where the children of
tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change