Wind of change

I folow 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 Did you ever think That we...

Badger-Kaye The walker may get to where he wants to go He may lose his stride on the way In boots made of leather Although well put together I don't believe a word he has to say I don't believe we can...

Cold wind brushes your face Your temperature is going low A falling leaf is meaning your life There is no time for you It's like a fire in the storm Your hesitation is fatal Find the way to safe your...