Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Red and blue on weathered flags
Rain on stone
The torches high
In the tavern
Rough old maps
Draw the road to glory night
Beer foam on a trembling hand
Boots that beat the oaken floor
Granddad’s scarf still smells like smoke
Says “we’ve seen this win before”
[Chorus]
Viktorka on our shields
Raise them up
Raise them higher
From the cobbles to the fields
We’re the drum
We’re the fire
Hear the West Bohemian roar
Rolling over every hill
Viktorka
Viktorka
In our blood
In our will (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Minstrels hum the names we know
Heroes carved in wooden beams
Kids in jerseys
Painted cheeks
Wear the armor of their dreams
From the gate the marching songs
Shake the windows
Rattle glass
Every heartbeat
Battle-call
We were born for nights like this
[Chorus]
Viktorka on our shields
Raise them up
Raise them higher
From the cobbles to the fields
We’re the drum
We’re the fire
Hear the West Bohemian roar
Rolling over every hill
Viktorka
Viktorka
In our blood
In our will
[Bridge]
Oh
We stand in a circle (oh, we stand)
Hands locked
Heads lifted
Old town
Young hearts
Every curse
Every cheer
Every season shifted
Still the same badge on our hearts
[Chorus]
Viktorka on our shields
Raise them up
Raise them higher
From the cobbles to the fields
We’re the drum
We’re the fire
Hear the West Bohemian roar
Rolling over every hill
Viktorka
Viktorka
In our blood
In our will (Viktorka!)
Viktorka
Viktorka
On our shields standing still
Style
rocklively celtic-pop rock anthem with male vocalstin whistle hooks over driving acoustic guitar and bodhrán. verses keep a steady march feel with floor toms and muted electric chords; chorus explodes with gang vocalscrash cymbalsand soaring fiddle line. bridge drops to handclaps and dronethen final chorus rises with stacked harmonies and crowd-chant energyperfect for stadium sing-alongs.popmedievalpop rockceltic
Prompt
medieval, celtic, pop, pop rock, Viktorka Plzeň
Credits
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LogistikGeneratedMar 21, 2026
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