I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park listening to the wind of change
An August summer night soldiers passing by listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in
Did you ever think we should be so close like brother
The future in the air
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
Ooh walking down the street distant memories are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskva 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 dream in 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 the wind of change blows straight into the face of time like a storm wind that will ring the freedom bell peace of mine
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 dream 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
