Wind blows from the icy north across the frozen plains
Towards the southern deserts and the borderlines
From the east, to the west, stretching almost everlasting
Bering Straight, Siberia, on to the Finnish pines
Unity, solidarity, a never-ending loyalty
Values of a country which all its people are proudly standing for
Never conquered, never losing a war
Never been beaten before
Oh mother Russia
Can you hear your sons and daughters laughing
Dancing round the Kremlin on the Red Square in the sun
Unaware of all the bad things in the world
Without a care, for they thought that the new age had begun
But that was then, and this is now, the times they are a changin'
The days of Mikhail Gorbatsjov have all been left behind
An iron fist, neo-communist, all opponents tagged and listed
Silencing the ones that have a different frame of mind
Poetins rule, it’s the Stalin-school, terror is its biggest tool
Kids don’t get detention, they get expelled for good, and we all know
Yet we turn away, simply watching the show
Greek tragedy in the snow
Oh mother Russia
Can you hear your sons and daughters crying
Lying in a filthy Moscow gutter in the snow
All aware, their mother has abandoned them
She does not care, forgetting all the golden days of old
Oh mother Russia
Can you see your sons and daughters dying
Withering away, cause you left them all alone
When oh when, will you take good care of them
Maybe then, you'll break your heart of stone

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN