{title: Wind of Change}
{artist: The Scorpions}
(intro – while whistling) [Bm] [G] [Bm] [G] [D] [Em]-[Bm]-[A]
[D] I follow the Mosk[Em]va Down to Gorky [D]Park
Listening to the [Em]wind… of [Bm]change [A]
[D] An August summer [Em]night Soldiers passing [D]by
Listening to the [Em]wind… of [Bm]change [A]
[D] The world is closing [Em]in Did you ever [D]think
That we could be so [Em]close… like [Bm]bro[A]thers
[D] The future’s in the [Em]air I can feel it every[D]where
Blowing with the [Em]wind… of [Bm]change [A] [A]
[D] Take [A]me… to the [Em]magic of the [A]moment
On a [D]glory [A]night
Where the [Em]children of to[A]morrow dream a[Bm]way
[G] In the wind of [A]change [A]
[D] Walking down the [Em]street Distant memor[D]ies
Are buried in the [Em]past… for[Bm]e-e-e[A]ver
[D] I follow the Mosk[Em]va Down to Gorky [D]Park
Listening to the [Em]wind… of [Bm]change [A]
[D] Take [A]me… to the [Em]magic of the [A]moment
On a [D]glory [A]night
Where the [Em]children of to[A]morrow share their [Bm]dreams
[G] With you and [A]me [A]
[D] Take [A]me… to the [Em]magic of the [A]moment
On a [D]glory [A]night
Where the [Em]children of to[A]morrow dream a[Bm]way
[G] In the wind of [A]change [A]
[Bm] The wind of change blows [A]straight Into the face of [Bm]time
Like a stormwind that will [A]ring
The freedom bell… for peace of [D]mind
Let your balalaika [Em]sing What my guitar… wants to [F#7]say
[D] Take [A]me… to the [Em]magic of the [A]moment
On a [D]glory [A]night
Where the [Em]children of to[A]morrow share their [Bm]dreams
[G] With you and [A]me [A]
[D] Take [A]me… to the [Em]magic of the [A]moment
On a [D]glory [A]night
Where the [Em]children of to[A]morrow dream a[Bm]way
[G] In the wind of [A]change [A] [D]
