Follow the Moskwa
down to Gorki Park
listening to the wind of change.
In August summernight
Soldiers passin´ by
listening to 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
`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 memories
are buried in the past forever.
I follow the Moskwa
Down to Gorki 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.

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.