I'm sorry, they say it matches a third party content. You'll have to get used to the ad, popping up at the beginning, and statistics being publicly unavailable. Do take it easy.Andrei Makarevich and Maxim Leonidov sing a song by Mark FreidkinA TINY SCARShould 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 isA 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 isA 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 isA 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 derangedWith this charming tiny scar on your left buttock.Though we cry out all over time and againThat 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.RefrainMama, 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 isA 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 isA 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 isA laceration on my heart.