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

The world is so closing in

Did you ever think

Thay we could be so close like brothers

The futures 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

Walking down the street

Distant memories

Are buried 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 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 magidc of the moment

On a glory night

Where the children of tomorrow dream away

in the wind of change