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Калинка караоке, Калинка LIVE. Живой звук, интерактивный караоке стрим. Текст: I fol/low the Mosk/va down to Gorky Park lis/te/ning to the wind of chan/ge An A/u/gust-/sum/mer/night, sol/di/ers pas/sing by lis/te/ning to the wind of chan/ge. The world is clo/sing in, did yo/u e/ver think that we co/uld be so clo/se, li/ke brot/hers? The fu/tu/re’s in the a/ir I can fe/el it e/veryw/he/re blo/wing with the wind of chan/ge. Ta/ke me to the ma/gic of the mo/ment on a glory night, whe/re the child/ren of to/mor/row dre/am a/way in the wind of chan/ge. Wal/king down the st/re/et. Dis/tant me/mo/ri/es a/re bu/ri/ed in the past fo/re/ver. I fol/low the Mosk/va down to Gorky Park lis/te/ning to the wind of chan/ge Ta/ke me to the ma/gic of the mo/ment on a glory night, whe/re the child/ren of to/mor/row sha/re the/ir dre/ams with yo/u and me. Ta/ke me to the ma/gic on the mo/me/nt on a glory night, whe/re the child/ren of to/mor/row dre/am a/way in the wind of chan/ge. The wind of chan/ge blows st/ra/ight in/to the fa/ce of ti/me, li/ke a storm/wind that will ring the fre/e/dom bell for pe/a/ce of mind. Let yo/ur Ba/la/la/i/ka sing what my gu/i/tar wants to say Ta/ke me to the ma/gic of the mo/ment on a glory night, whe/re the child/ren of to/mor/row sha/re the/ir dre/ams with yo/u and me. Ta/ke me to the ma/gic... on a glory night, whe/re the child/ren of to/mor/row dre/am a/way in the wind of chan/ge.
