Vientos de Cambio

By the Moskva River
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to new winds

Summer sunset
Soldiers passing
Listening to new winds

The world is getting smaller
Who would believe
That we were you and I brothers

The future is already seen
You can even touch
Blowing with the new winds

Ride me
To the magic of the moment
of glory
Where children
They will dream of tomorrow
The changes that will come

Memories of yesterday
I feel when I walk
Old streets of
Past

By the Moskva River
Go down to Gorky Park
Listening to new winds

Ride me
To the magic of the moment
of glory
Where the children of tomorrow
They will dream
The changes that will come

Take me to the magic of the moment
of glory
where the dreams
Of the children they will change
To humanity

The wind will make it sound
The Liberty Bell
There is no more time to waste
We must turn towards peace
Sing with your balalaika now
What my guitar wants to scream

Ride me
To the magic of the moment
of glory
Where children
They will dream of tomorrow
The changes that will come

Take me to the magic of the moment
of glory
Where children's dreams
They will change
To humanity