Wind of change – scorpions

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, / did you ever think
That we could be so close, like it 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, where the
Children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change.

Walking down the street. / Distant memories
Ate burried 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 ma to the magic…

The wind of change
Blows straight into the face of time,
Like a storm wind that will ring the
Freedom bell / for peace of mind.
Let your Balalaika sing
Like my guitar wants to say

Take me to the magic…


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Wind of change – scorpions