| D | A | Em | D | |
| I f | ollow the Mosk | va do | wn to Gorky Pa | rk |
| D | A | G | A | |
| List | ening to the w | ind of ch | a------ | nge |
| 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 |
| Chorus: |
| D | A | Em | A | D | A | |
| T | ake m | e to the m | agic of the m | oment on a gl | ory ni | ght |
| Em | A | D | A | |
| Where the childr | en of tomorro | w dream awa | y - In the wind of cha | nge |
| 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 |
| Chorus: |
| 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 |
| Bm | Em | Bm | |
| The w | ind of change blows st | raight into the face of t | ime |
| Em | Bm | |
| Like a stormwind that will | ring the freedom bell for peace of m | ind |
| Em | Gb | |
| Let your balalaika s | ing what my guitar want to s | ay |
| 2nd Chorus |