I follow the Moskova
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 turning in
Did you ever think we could be so close,like brothers
The future is 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 tommorow dream away
in the wind of change
Walking down the street
distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskova
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 tommorow
share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the chidren of tommorow 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 the 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 tommorow
share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the chidren of tommorow dream away
in the wind of change