Verse 1

Vova calls, “Come on, the sun is out”

Bikes roll down the block, we take the long way round

From Royashkovoi to Fialkovoi, wheels humming fast

Laughing at the corners, making good times last

Pre-Chorus

Kick the ball, pass it wide

Everybody’s on our side

One more lap, one more try

Hear the whole crew answer, “All right!”

Chorus

Vova, best friend, ride with me

Bikes and football, wild and free

Bounce up high, land laughing loud

Best days are right here with our crowd

Hey! Run it back, don’t let it end

Royashkovoi, Fialkovoi, friends again