Wind of change

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.
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 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.
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 stormwind that will ring
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 dream away
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.