{title: Wind of change}
{subtitle: The Scorpions}

{\nolyrics Intro: [F][dm][F][dm][am][dm][am][G]}

[C] I follow the Mosk[dm]wa down to Gorki [C]Park listening to the [dm]wind of [am]chang[G]e.
[C] An August summer [dm]night, soldiers passing [C]by, listening to the [dm]wind of [am]chang[G]e.

{nolyrics: Intro (pfeifen)}

[C] The world is closing [dm]in, did you ever [C]think that we could be so [dm]close like [am]broth[G]ers.
[C] The future's in the [dm]air, I can feel it ev'ry[C]where, blowing with the [dm]wind of [am]chang[G]e.

{soc}
[C]Take [G]me to the [dm]magic of the [G]moment on a [C]glory [G]night,
where the [dm]children of tomor[G]row dream a[am]way, [F] in the wind of [G]change.
{eoc}

[C] Walking down the [dm]street, distant memo[C]ries are buried in the [dm]past for [am]ev[G]er.
[C] I follow the Mosk[dm]wa, down to Gorki [C]Park, listening to the [dm]wind of [am]chang[G]e.

{soc}
[C]Take [G]me to the [dm]magic of the [G]moment on a [C]glory [G]night,
when the [dm]children of tomor[G]row share their [am]dreams, [F] with you and [G]me. 
[C]Take [G]me to the [dm]magic of the [G]moment on a [C]glory [G]night,
where the [dm]children of tomor[G]row dream [am]away, [F] in the wind of [G]change.
{eoc}

[am] The wind of change blows [G]straight into the face of [am]time,
like a stormwind that will [G]ring the freedom-bell for peace of [C]mind.
Let your Balalaika [dm]sing what my guitar wants to [E]say.

{\nolyrics Solo: [F][G][em][am][F][G][am][am][F][G][em][am][dm][dm][E]}