I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of changeAn August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the winds of changeThe world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothersThe future’s in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the winds of changeTake me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of changeWalking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past foreverI follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of changeTake me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and meTake me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of changeThe 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 sayTake me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and meTake me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Wind of Change
– 2. Mai 2009Eingetragen in: Musik
