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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 closing in, and did you ever think that we could be so close...
like brothers?
The future's 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.
When the children of tomorrow dream away...
In the wind of change.
Ooooh.
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.
When the children of tomorrow share their dreams with you and me.
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night.
When 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.
When the children of tomorrow share their dreams with you and me.
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night.
When the children of tomorrow dream away...
In the wind of change.

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