I always thought that piece would make an amazing crowd song/chant. Not sure which bit you are referring to, but the whole thing is pretty damn epic.
Imagine sixty thousand people crammed into a stadium, the low murmur scoring the scene of players preparing for the game. It's a cold night down on the grass, and as they take their places on the field, their breath fogs under the brilliant lights. In that moment, as the crowd and players collectively brace for the bounce of the ball, Leonid Kharitinov rises from his seat. His otherworldly baritone rings out...
Ey, ukhnem Yo, heave ho
Ey, ukhnem Yo, heave ho
Yeshcho razik, yeshcho da raz Once more, once again, still once more
The crowd joins in, quietly as first. The words are unfamiliar, most of the crowd are just making a noise approximately close to the leader of the song.
As they gain confidence, their voices lift as one, in a song of suffering and joy, a song of hardship and triumph, a song which speaks to them as Fremantle supporters.
Ey, ukhnem
Ey, ukhnem
Ey, ukhnem
Ey, ukhnem