https://tankie.tube/videos/watch/05951902-4b1e-4edb-94ca-24cd19252c13 https://youtu.be/TWOC6AiH2uY Ladies and gents, take a seat, don’t be shy. I’m the man who changed the empire with a sigh. From ’85, with a dazzling grin, I declared: “Let the future begin!” Ah, they adored my speeches, my clever charades, But behind every word was a different crusade. For the Party, I pledged devotion, But the fire had died in my heart. So I danced with a curious notion: “Let’s slowly tear it apart…” I’m Gorbi — remember the name? The West called me “hero,” the East called me “shame.” I smiled for the cameras, bowed for applause, while socialism crumbled beneath my reforms. Raise your glasses, here’s the toast: “To the man who surrendered the ghost!” I spoke of Lenin, I spoke of the people, With Party hymns sung under gilded steeples. But truth be told, I saw them as weight — Ideals turned heavy, factories late. Planning? I mocked it. Conviction? A bore. Revolution? “How passé!” I said and shut the door. I sold them “peace,” I sold them “hope,” A story fit for Western screens. And while I smiled, they handed the rope To hang the Soviet dreams. Oh, Gorbi — remember the face? A darling of think-tanks, the pride of the “free world space.” They showered me titles, cocktails, awards, While my homeland shattered like cheap stage swords. Raise your glasses, let’s confess: I swapped my red star for a press. No, history didn’t demand it — I whispered that line. No, the walls didn’t fall by themselves — I gave them time. It wasn’t fate, nor cosmic plot, It was simply… letting rot. Letting rot. And when the Union fractured and broke, I shrugged: “Well, such is historical stroke…” But behind that shrug was a quiet deceit, A victory waltz in Washington’s suite. Yet the rubble remained, and the workers stayed Staring at the ruins of the dream we made. Gorbi! remember the tune? The red flag fell under a capitalist moon. No, I wasn’t alone, but I played my part, With a diplomat’s smile and an actor’s heart. Raise your glasses, take a sip To treason dressed in leadership! I am Mikhail Gorbachev… I bow… and exit stage left. Tue, 07 Apr 2026 20:12:37 GMT https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html PeerTube - https://tankie.tube https://tankie.tube/lazy-static/avatars/3ba3ff73-a8b6-49c9-add8-9653ef090c7f.webp https://tankie.tube/videos/watch/05951902-4b1e-4edb-94ca-24cd19252c13 All rights reserved, unless otherwise specified in the terms specified at https://tankie.tube/about and potential licenses granted by each content's rightholder.