Lingua   

Wind Of Change

Scorpions
Lingua: Inglese



I follow the Moskva
down to Gorky Park
listening to the wind of change
An August-summernight,
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
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 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 dream away
in the wind of change.


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