I follow the Moskva
To Party in Gasprom
To being played again forever
I don’t mean that it’s bad
I’m such a beautiful song
That changing me would be not clever

An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Just like some thirty years ago
And just like it was than
Today it was a fight
And government support is low

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away (sleep away)
In the wind of change

They drive me to Gasprom
And how could we know
That we could be so close, like brothers
Dimitry playing drums
Vladimir Saxophone
Deep Purple waits in line and others

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams)
With you and me

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (and other stuff)
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night (the glory night)
Where the children of tomorrow dream away (sleep away)
In the wind of change (with a rain of change)

The rain of change
Blows straight and there’s no rain decline
Gasprom will change arrange
And Rosneft will change supply
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (and other stuff)
With you and me (with rain of change)
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away (sleep away)
In the wind of change (with the rain of change)