Текст песни Иван Смех - Ночью на спине, лицом кверху

Night walk, empty alleys
The light from the lantern, jingle bottle
Random passers-by full moon
A bottle of drained to the dregs

Park and trees, iron fence
Hats off his headdress
Breda along the paths past the tanks
Somewhere a dog barking in the distance

Comfortable bench with backrest plank
More became an opened bottle of beer
To live well, it is a pity that there is no rug
I lay down on the bench and looking at the sky

At night, on the back face up

In the back, uncomfortable bench vgryzlis
And at home waiting for me, my little family
So I get up and had finished beer
Well, there are nominated home

And I go to myself along the asphalt path
Suddenly, a guy approaches, and in the hands of a knife
Beats me in the head, it requires bills
I'm falling, hitting my head on the curb

I came all the same, body aches
Belly full cut, all in the blood
What to do now or later
Life is leaving me, go out the stars