V-ictory is yours,
I-n the world of struggle;
V-ery good fight for the faith
I-s fought not in a barrel.
A-s victory is yours, never let it slip away;
N-ever go back to square one, go for the crown all the way.
S-uccess is truly yours,
A-llowing you to jump;
N-ice move has given you
T-riumph over the hump.
I-t's twentieth of May,
A-pplause comes of course;
G-old medal is awarded,
O-nce victory is yours.
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