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 closing in
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
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 fallow 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 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
Я иду вдоль Москвы-реки
Вниз к парку Горького,
Слушая ветер перемен.
Августовская летняя ночь,
Мимо маршируют солдаты,
Слушая ветер перемен.
Мир становится ближе,
Думал ли ты когда-нибудь,
Что мы можем быть так близки, как братья,
Будущее витает в воздухе,
Я могу чувствовать его повсюду,
Оно приходит вместе с ветром перемен.
Возьми меня с собой, посмотреть на волшебство мгновения,
В эту великолепную ночь,
Когда дети будущего мечтают
В этом ветре перемен.
Иду вдоль улицы,
Смутные воспоминания
Навеки похоронены в прошлом.
Я иду вдоль Москвы-реки
Вниз к парку Горького,
Слушая ветер перемен
Возьми меня с собой, посмотреть на волшебство мгновения,
В эту великолепную ночь,
Когда дети будущего делятся своими мечтами
С тобой и мной.
Возьми меня с собой, посмотреть на волшебство мгновения,
В эту великолепную ночь,
Когда дети будущего мечтают
В этом ветре перемен.
Ветер перемен дует прямо
В лицо времени,
Как штормовой ветер, что зазвонит
В колокол свободы и успокоит разум,
Пусть твоя балалайка поет,
А моя гитара хочет сказать.
Возьми меня с собой, посмотреть на волшебство мгновения,
В эту великолепную ночь,
Когда дети будущего делятся своими мечтами
С тобой и мной.
Возьми меня с собой, посмотреть на
волшебство мгновения,
В эту великолепную ночь,
Когда дети будущего мечтают
В этом ветре перемен
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 closing in
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
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 fallow 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 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
I walk along the Moscow River
Down to Gorky Park ,
Listening to the wind of change.
The August summer night ,
By marching soldiers ,
Listening to the wind of change.
World is getting closer ,
Have you ever thought ,
That we can be as close as brothers ,
The future is in the air
I can feel it everywhere ,
It comes with the wind of change.
Take me with you , look at the magic moments
In this glorious night ,
When the children of tomorrow dream
In this wind of change .
I walk along the street,
dim recollection
Forever buried in the past.
I walk along the Moscow River
Down to Gorky Park ,
Listening to the wind of change
Take me with you , look at the magic moments
In this glorious night ,
When the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me.
Take me with you , look at the magic moments
In this glorious night ,
When the children of tomorrow dream
In this wind of change .
Wind of change blowing directly
In the face of time ,
As gale that rings
In the Liberty Bell and soothe the mind ,
Let your balalaika sing
And my guitar wants to say.
Take me with you , look at the magic moments
In this glorious night ,
When the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me.
Take me with you , look at the
magic moments
In this glorious night ,
When the children of tomorrow dream
This wind of change
