Over [bad word] 
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.