Trilha Sonora do Dia: Wind of change (Scorpions)

E, como li em um artigo no Bloomberg, Obama sera o primeiro e o ultimo presidente negro. Depois dele, ninguem mais precisara dizer que o sujeito eh branco ou preto - assim como depois de Kennedy ninguem mais precisou rotular o sujeito de catolico. Digamos que no minimo sera interessante ver como o gajo lida com os problemas, assim como estamos vendo o Mulla lidar - tudo bem que os problemas do Obama sao de ordem bem maior, mas maior eh o potencial dele tambem.

Fiquem com os Scorpions. E olha, eu colocar essa letra de musica implica em muita ironia, quem quiser que decifre.

I follow 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 closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers
The future's in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change

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

Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever

I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change

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

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

The wind of change blows straight
Into the face of time
Like a stormwind that will ring
The freedom bell for peace of mind
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
With you and me

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