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,
