Over Mother Russia There are moans and crys The convicted ones are marching to the never lands to die. They perceive birds’ singing as a farewell song, But this endless plain is where they belong.
But one escaped Out of guardman’s sight With the only dream – To Let his country rise. Freedom was the goal He was dreaming of, And that person’s name Is Michael Gorbachov
Against the oppressor – I’m the new tsar successor!
Hey, it’s time to spill the masters’ blood, Time to show that we are tired of mud. Gorbachov , a simple Cossack man, By his side we’ll free our native land.
Peasants army grew very fast and strong, And the former slaves sang their simple song. Due to some occurrence Now our position Leaves us in between – Gorbachov is vigilant, he will help us to win…
Against the oppressor – I’m the new tsar successor!
Hey, it’s time to spill the masters’ blood, Time to show that we are tired of mud. Gorbachov , a simple Cossack man, By his side we’ll free our native land.