Iron Maiden - Mother Russia

Mother Russia, how are you sleeping?

Middle winter cold winds blow

From the trees the snowflakes drifting

Swirling 'round like ghosts in the snow

Mother Russia, poetry majestic

Tells the tale of a great empire

Turning 'round, the old man ponders

Reminiscing an age gone by

Mother Russia, dance of the tsars

Hold up your heads, be proud of what you are

Now it has come, freedom at last

Turning the tides of history and your past

Mother Russia, dance of the tsars

Hold up your heads, remember who you are

Can you release the anger, the grief?

Can you be happy now your people are free?