Текст песни Дима Руденко - 100 раз на те же грабли

What it was not, the logic in the actions
Can you believe that reflection ...
The winner reflexes , all the points are arranged
Still going a hundred times outstretched .

For the hundredth time on the same rake
Come, but it does not matter .

Again and again. Again and again.
Can you think of every advance .
So everything works . Mechanisms rotate.
But tomorrow will come and who will understand .

As for the umpteenth time on the same rake .
It has come , and it does not matter