Intro

(Upbeat swinging horns, walking bassline, punchy jazz drums)

Yeah, check the compass, pack the bag.

Makarian's on the road!

Verse 1

Stepping out the door with a swinging stride

Got the rhythm in his chest and the beat inside

First stop Maskvorian, rolling through the square

Tolchkorian calling with that cool city air

Over to Makarchni, catching every vibe

Sab5burg glowing with the whole night tribe

Mokaranii next on the map so clear

Every town shouting when the man gets near!

Chorus

He's traveling far, city after city sound

Makarian's rolling all across the ground!

From Kisherian nights to the dusty trail

Malaia Tokmachka where the trumpets wail