Gorbachov

Over mother Russia
There are moans and crys
The convicted ones are marching
to the never lands to die.
The sound of birds' singing
is a farewell song,
But this endless plain
is where they belong
is where they belong.

But one escaped
Out of guardman's sight
With his 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 for us to rise up from the mud.
Gorbachov, a simple Cossack man,
By his side we'll free our native land.

Gorbachov, Gorbachov!

Hey, (hey)
it's time (hey)
to spill (hey)
the masters' blood, (hey)
Time for us (hey)
to rise up (hey)
from the mud. (hey)
Gorbachov,(hey)
a simple Cossack man, (hey)
By his (hey)
side we'll (hey)
free our native land (hey)

Gorbachov, hey hey
Cossack Man, hey hey

it's time (hey)
to spill (hey)
the masters' blood, (hey)
Time for us (hey)
to rise up (hey)
from the mud. (hey)
Gorbachov,(hey)
a simple Cossack man, (hey)
By his (hey)
side we'll (hey)
free our native land (hey)

Gorbachov