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Wind Of Change
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By Scorpions
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I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park
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Listening to the wind of change
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An August summer night, soldiers are passing by
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Listening to the wind of change
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The world is closing in
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Did you ever think that we could be so close like brother
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The future's on the air
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I can feel it everywhere
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Blowing with the wind of change
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Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
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Where the children of tomorrow dream away
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In the wind of change
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Walking down the street
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Distant momorise are buries in the past forever
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I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park
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Listening to the wind of change
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*Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
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Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
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With you and me
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Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
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Where the children of tomorrow dream away
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In the wind of change
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The wind of change blows straight into the face of time
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Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell
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For peace of mind
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Let your balalaika sing what my guitar wants to say
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* Repeat
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wind of change
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| Scorpions |
