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 And did you ever think That we could be so close like brothers? The future's in the air, I can feel it everywhere I'm 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 (dream away) In the wind of change Mh-mmh Walking down the street And distant memories are buried in the past forever I follow the Moskva and down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment On a glory night (a glory night) Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) With you and me (with you and me) Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment On a glory night (a glory night) Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away) In the wind of change (the wind of change) 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 what my guitar wants to say (say) Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment On a glory night (a glory night) Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) With you and me (you and me) Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment On a glory night (a glory night) Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away) In the wind of change (the wind of change)
This really works with this "off" key. Really makes it sound melancholic and nostalgic. A beautiful sadness. Like you know those fantastic days in the sun are over and never coming back but you at least have the beautiful memories left to hold tight. Sang this song at different karaoke places when traveling on a motorbike across Vietnam. At one of those places in a small town a large number of soldiers had gathered to remember a battle that happened a long time ago. Now they were old and grey and their fighting days were long gone. They had their uniforms on and it was a very somber and peaceful atmosphere. This song fit perfectly.
This song usually gives me chills.
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
And did you ever think
That we could be so close like brothers?
The future's in the air, I can feel it everywhere
I'm 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 (dream away)
In the wind of change
Mh-mmh
Walking down the street
And distant memories are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskva and down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment
On a glory night (a glory night)
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams)
With you and me (with you and me)
Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment
On a glory night (a glory night)
Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away)
In the wind of change (the wind of change)
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 what my guitar wants to say (say)
Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment
On a glory night (a glory night)
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams)
With you and me (you and me)
Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment
On a glory night (a glory night)
Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away)
In the wind of change (the wind of change)
This really works with this "off" key. Really makes it sound melancholic and nostalgic. A beautiful sadness. Like you know those fantastic days in the sun are over and never coming back but you at least have the beautiful memories left to hold tight.
Sang this song at different karaoke places when traveling on a motorbike across Vietnam. At one of those places in a small town a large number of soldiers had gathered to remember a battle that happened a long time ago. Now they were old and grey and their fighting days were long gone. They had their uniforms on and it was a very somber and peaceful atmosphere. This song fit perfectly.
Wow so wow beautiful
I like the train background
Amo esta cancion
Gran canción 🎶 ❤️
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The love is the music fucking