I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night, soldiers are passing by
Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in
Did you ever think that we could be so close like brother
The future's on 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
Walking down the street
Distant momorise are buries 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 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 stormwind that will ring the freedom bell
For peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing what my guitar wants to say
* Repeat