Music :Klaus Meine
  Lyrics:Klaus Meine
    I folow 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 folow 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