Текст песни Сб. Владивостока - Юбилей команды

In mid-November, a red day on the calendar,
Birthday celebration sad, they say.
My daughter is growing up. It is a pity, like me.
And as tall as I am!
Our fate is as follows:
Sochi Jurmala Moscow.
After all, for us it is not just a city!
Ten times around the earth,
We were able to ride,
To return to the region,
Where on three sides by water!
That's how it is: forty-five years,
That's how it is. The glare of spotlights!
That's how it is. And the audience laughs again,
All of us brings to the love of the game!
We are five years old!
It's a lot? It seems there is no ...
Wish us luck and victories!
(Well, the guys disassemble glasses, still five years! And now the toast!)
We raise for each of you,
We raise! This is the fifth time!
We raise for those waiting at home.
Here it happens year after year.
That's how it is: forty-five years,
That's how it is. The glare of spotlights!
That's how it is. And the audience laughs again,
All of us brings to the love of the game!