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
Row on, row on
To the melody of our rowing song
Row on, row on
To the memories that keep us strong
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
Row on, row on
To the melody of our rowing song
Row on, row on
To the memories that keep us strong
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
Row on, row on
To the melody of our rowing song
Row on, row on
To the memories that keep us strong