From the recording Waves of the Past,
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Back on the Tisza, fifth day, feeling alive,
Hunor nowhere, Zsombor brings the drive.
Cold breakfast makes the morning tough,
But it's friends and paddles, and that's enough.
2000 kilometers, our spirits rise,
Screaming Tanktrap under clear skies.
[Chorus]
Row on, row on,
To the melody of our rowing song,
Row on, row on,
To the memories that keep us strong.
[Verse 2]
Allergies fade with the first coffee's pour,
Ibrány's ahead, but our hearts yearn for more.
The fish soup dreams at the halfway tavern,
Together, with laughter, our hearts still burn.
Songs and stories echo through the air,
In the rain, a bond we joyously share.
[Chorus]
Row on, row on,
To the melody of our rowing song,
Row on, row on,
To the memories that keep us strong.
[Bridge]
The eve's stuffed cabbage fills the night,
With laughter ringing, emotions take flight,
In this shared journey, we find our grace,
Each paddle stroke connects time and space.
[Chorus]
Row on, row on,
To the melody of our rowing song,
Row on, row on,
To the memories that keep us strong.