Тонкий шрам, Марк Фрейдкин / A Tiny Scar, Mark Freidkin (subs by V. Chetin)
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Andrei Makarevich and Maxim Leonidov sing a song by Mark Freidkin
A TINY SCAR
Should some trivial particulars be connived,
There are grounds to put on airs for my buddy:
An exquisite, graceful step and a cultured language,
And a fascinating scar on her left buttock.
Once I take a gander of it, I go off my head,
Full of joy, my heart begins to tremble,
It's a pity you're unable to see it yourself,
Though it seems to be as near as an elbow.
Refrain:
I am stuck like a bee in molasses,
And there's no way for me to get out.
A tiny scar on your rounded ass is
A laceration on my heart.
You are stuck like a bee in molasses!
And there's no way for me to get out.
A tiny scar on a beloved ass is
A laceration on my heart.
I'd have withered like a buttercup amid daily troubles,
Been exhausted by my lot, like a Russian hound,
If I had not spent so many unforgettable hours,
Contemplating and perceiving this tiny scarring.
Although, maybe, in a fidgety brain of mine,
The conception of the whole would be simpler without it,
Since, by now, I feel unable to make up my mind,
If it's prettier by sight or to the touch.
Refrain
You are stuck like a bee in molasses!
And there's no way for me to get out.
-A tiny scar on a beloved ass is
A laceration on my heart.
I am stuck like a bee in molasses.
Da, Da, Da, and there's no way for you to get out.
A tiny scar on a beloved ass is
A laceration on your heart.
Be it possible to start life de novo again,
Be it possible to come into being one more time,
I would fall in love again, like a deranged
With this charming tiny scar on your left buttock.
Though we cry out all over time and again
That the lofty ideal has been long deflated,
A cicatrice on a mug adorns a callous man,
Whereas scarring on an ass adorns a tender lady.
Refrain
Mama, I am stuck like a bee in molasses!
And there's no way for me to get out.
A tiny scar on a beloved ass is
A laceration on my heart.
I am stuck like a bee in molasses.
And there's no way for me to get out.
A tiny scar on a beloved ass is
A laceration on my heart.
I am stuck like a bee in molasses.
And there's no way for me to get out.
A tiny scar on a beloved ass is
A laceration on my heart.