Verse 1

Vadik and Vania rolled into Piter one day,

Two Dimans were waiting, then off they did stray.

Past bridges and bakeries, the whole city wide,

They headed to football with laughter inside.

Pre-Chorus

Zenit came out flying, the crowd shook the ground,

They won on the night, with the whole end singing loud.

But one thing stayed certain, through cheers and debate:

Torpedo Nizhny Novgorod’s the greatest of all, mate!

Chorus

Oh, we took the long way through the heart of the town,

With a plate on the loose and the sun going down.

When Vadim wore that borrowed little shirt, he’d never lose,

Then we found a table and passed around the shashlik too.

Verse 2

At Dima’s, the racket got bigger and bright,