Millionlar yig`ilganda atrofida ko`pi yo`q,
Odamlar hayajonda, kim yutadi yoki yo`q.
Kimlarning xayolida pul, kimlarga farqi yo`q,
Buning bari boks, “go man, let’s go, wow”.
Mana xullas sanga shou, bir-birin yedi go`yo,
Harakatlaringni o`yla, sanga tikilar dunyo.
Ko`zlagan maqsadi tomon yuradi, aysh yo`q,
Qisqasi ring, jang, zarbalar sanog`i yo`q.
Zarb, zarb Chagaev,
Zarb, zarb Ruslan,
Zarb, zarb O`zbekiston! (x2)
A lekin ular mard, dushmanlar uchun “удар”,
Har gal chempion uchun mili-millionlar sarf.
Harakat tez go`yo, uchar mushtum “лиапарт”,
Kim bo`sa ham yutaman, yiqitaman o`sha shart.
O` mana raund boshlanganda diqqat-e’tibori,
Raqibiga adrenalinli zarba yetib bordi.
Ayamasdan chap-o`ng, qarshiliklar bormi?
Chagaev – chempion, qara bo`lasan ovora.
Zarb, zarb Chagaev,
Zarb, zarb Ruslan,
Zarb, zarb O`zbekiston! (x2)
Pastdan zarba, dovdiradi bir dam,
Bola jim bo`lgan ekan, jahl boshlandi shu dam.
A, jahl emas aql bilan ishlash yaxshiroq,
Wow, qani go, mana sanga sharoit.
Ur, sol, a, gou, ha,
Xastla, mana endi pastla.
Agar-a o`rnidan tursa, yana yotqizgin asta,
O`zingning noming, hurmatingni, hayotingni asra.
Zarb, zarb, zarb, zarb,
Zarb, zarb, zarb, zarb. (x2)
Zarb, zarb Chagaev,
Zarb, zarb. (x4)
Zarb…
Ushbu qo`shiq matni uchun Bayram O`serov (bayko)ga minnatdorchilik bildiramiz.