Wind of change

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 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 n a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change



En 1990 soplaban vientos de cambio (que después cantó Medina Azahara) y una visita a Moscú del grupo alemán Scorpions parece que les marcó. En general, los cambios que no supongan una desgracia no son malos. Lo que pasa es que somos animales de costumbres y nos cuesta aceptarlos.