Wind of Change

Mi madre me acaba de obligar a quitarla diciendo no sé qué tonterías sobre la hora, el ruido y que vivimos con más gente. No ha entendido lo que le he explicado sobre que, precisamente porque vivimos con más gente, lo que ha pasado esta noche es la de Dios. Pero LA DE DIOS de verdad. Historia. Va con toda mi alegría y todas mis ganas de poder vivir en paz con los que no piensan como yo. Por todos. Para todos.

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
'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 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...

Disculpad si me he equivocado en algo al transcribirla. Un abrazo ^^