Translation of the text (scarcasm is the key, here):

Gorbachev

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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.



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.