ALL-DRUNK 1-16

tags: EDELTRAUD 3: THE PSYCHOBITCH ==> UNHOLY ECHO DA LONTANO  => DRUNKEN MORNINGS

(These are not really 16 songs. This is a long ballade on sexual psychology, broken down to 16 parts for ease of music treatment and reading through).



Koutsouras
South East Crete
(early morning)
SUNDAY
14/7/2013

PRELUDE

All-drunk I sleep in morning hours,
All-drunk I wake up,
In late afternoon,
All-drunk I'm saving what was ours,
My day to make up,
Light goes away too soon.

ALL-DRUNK 1-AVOIDING AN ALCO TEST

I sleep and wake up and still I'm drunk,
some people would believe I am a crank,
for sure, my ways could be thought as cranky,
all night singing songs and drinking raki.

This morning someone wanted me for sex,
all-drunk, I tried to be your loving ex,
forget you in the company of Popi,
but then I thought, "It's gonna be a floppy".

I had enough, so far, of floppy fucks,
my cock is drunk whoever on it sucks,
but how to explain all this to Popi?
I am all-drunk, without a heart and dopy.

I smoked three juicy joints on the go,
before, while playing, after the show,
but how to explain all this to Popi?
I'm in my dream's hand made photocopy.

The boys and the girls left half past three,
myself and Popi stayed under  that tree,
Alekos said "good night", as he was leaving,
and left us all alone with passions weaving.

Trying, as every night, to do my best,
remaining to avoid the alco test,
but Popi for her own reasons staying,
that women can declare without saying. 

ALL-DRUNK 2-ZODIAC SIGNS

She said that we should go in the sand,
and take with us raki and the guitar,
I said that on my legs could hardly stand,
I was too drunk to go with her that far.

Slowly I noticed that we were alone,
talking about stars and making fun,
one by one the people were all gone,
Popi has stayed to get it while she can.

Now she was trying to guess my zodiac sign,
she had no luck, my clues were too confusing,
I said, "It is a special design,
that can return as winning all the loosing".

Her own sign I guessed on the first go,
"Pieces are just conservative", I told her,
she was surprised and asked, "How do you know?"
I also knew, this night, I could not hold her.

"Too drunk to fuck", I thought, "Popi, my dear,
better to talk of stars as we are musing,
I need my head and heart to be all clear,
that's why my clues to you are all confusing".

ALL-DRUNK 3-ORION

The time was passing, light was getting near,
a disagreement sprang about Orion,
not visible this time of the year,
but due when the fierce sun enters the Lion.

"Come out of the taverna then", I said,
"and let me show to you the morning sky,
Orion invisible and dead,
and if you cannot see don’t ask me why?"

I took her by the hand, we stood so near,
that I suppose she must have felt electric,
I for my part, without hope or fear,
made my explanations sound metric.

"Look there", I said, "the Pleiades abode,
Orion lives twenty degrees below,
if you decipher all this secret code,
maybe we'll be together in his flow".

Describing the invisible, I could,
The shape, top and bottom and the zone,
but Popi thought of me already nude,
and making love to her all drunk and stone. 

ALL-DRUNK 4-OBVIOUS WISH

Her shoulders I was holding with my hand,
my other hand still pointing to the sky,
but then she grubbed and turned me, so to stand,
facing each other, still not knowing why.

Well, I can only speak about myself,
Popi did know why and how to get it,
to love's entreaties, now a days, I'm deaf,
And I just let it go when I can let it.

Sex was not till that moment on my mind,
but Popi leant and gave me a soft kiss,
her body then she glued to mine, so kind, (so blind)
to make love with me her obvious wish. 

ALL-DRUNK 5-DIFFERENT MOODS

Her tongue my mouth entered wet and long,
her mount veneris I felt all throbbing,
a "yes" or "no" for each of us was wrong,
and there was she, in need of some hard knobbing.

I didn't know what to do but I was touched,
I gave her back a kiss, thinking, "I must",
but how could our moods in this be matched,
feeling inside me neither love, nor lust?

She, on the other hand, was all alive,
my hands behind her waste made me feel hotter,
our mouths, joint together, seemed to thrive,
giving deep kisses close to this blue water.

I don’t know how long lasted this big kiss,
my hands her bottom gently were caressing,
I am-all drunk but nothing goes amiss,
her tits onto my chest were hard and pressing.

I thought that she was drunk, but so was I,
her eyes in half dark were clean and shinning,
"So, if we fuck, what does it signify?"
I thought, as to her lust I was resigning.

ALL-DRUNK 6-MY MISSION

We started our French kissing once again,
I felt that more than me she was enjoying it,
I wished that I could stop it there and then,
I wished but I didn’t know how to coin it.

Her face was excited and warm,
her honest passion all around her, blaring,
the act of love, so easy to perform,
if I could feel like her, care free and daring.

We stayed there five minutes all in all,
I told her she was drunk, she didn’t believe me,
that wasn’t the right answer to her call,
she wanted to have me, herself to give me.

Her scent was saying more than words can say,
but I was holding fast to my decision,
I don’t need sex, I need this coming day,
to carry on with my all-drunken mission. 

ALL-DRUNK 7-CALLING ME BY NAME

We walked towards our table and we sat,
I hoped we could be friends without complain,
after a little small talking, guess what?
I felt that between us stood some pain.

A little perhaps for her, a little for me,
so little that it is not worth to mention,
I let it roll and joint the blue sea,
so now we could talk without tension.

"I didn’t expect this night could lead you there",
That’s how I spoke to her, making cool play,
"there is no constellation I can spare,
there is no zodiac sign not ok!"

She heard and looked at me without reply,
I thought that she would say just the same,
but then I saw that devil in her eye,
and then I heard him calling me by name.

ALL-DRUNK 8-LATE O' CLOCK

She fell into my arms once again,
and started giving me her deep, hot kisses,
"How can I get out of this den?"
This wish emerged before my other wishes.

"Perhaps this fuck I cannot more escape,
so, let us make the best, it's late o' clock,
I am-all drunk so it could be a rape,
then let this lusty woman rape my cock".

I started playing softly with her tits,
giving her back the kisses I was getting,
trying to collect whatever of my wits,
and in the middle of trying, just forgetting.

Forgetting as I twisted her hard nips,
and then my hands behind her, arse tracing,
her mouth kept on giving helpful tips,
about her heart that I could feel fast racing.

She moaned with pleasure to my every stroke,
she started stroking me between my thighs,
I felt my blood rushing into my cock,
and I could care no more of "whats" and "whys".

(STYLE MODULATION)

ALL-DRUNK 9-YELLOW LIGHTS

For every outgoing pale ghost,
as this day breaks, I can care no more,
I am-all drunk, and in your thrill I'm lost,
I want to make love on this sea shore.

This village, the romantic Koutsouras,
taverna "Votsalakia", Sunday morning,
I leave you now cause I'm in a rush,
and Popi in a while will be yawning.

As I was making all these kinds of thoughts,
I saw ten metres further yellow lights,
my tortured soul got into its knots,
and all my ghosts came back in pale white.

I am all-drunk, dear ghost, it's not my fault,
unfaithfulness to you not my intention,
trying to set back myself to my default,
I want a fuck just to relax my tension.

A car with lights on stopped for a while,
and so I had some time to recover,
the ghost was gone to hide in its file,
but left me in no doubt, I' m still its lover.

ALL-DRUNK 10-"BLONDE JUNE"

Popi had seen the car also and stopped,
there was no chance of carrying on love making,
I was all-drunk and haunted, drugged and doped,
and all this morning life there for the taking.

I thought that the police had come to check,
was asking Popi, but she did not know,
I felt and looked a fine morning wreck,
And soon for my hillside I must go.

That car did not stay long, it went too soon,
but I had lost my appetite for fucks,
I asked her if she liked my "BLONDE JUNE",
that testifies my soul is full of cracks.

She liked my song, but more she liked my cock,
she wanted to get high with it inside her,
I said, "It must be getting late o' clock",
but felt, she would not go unless I ride her. 

ALL-DRUNK 11-INNOCENT ROMANCE

I tried to bring back our early talk,
but she again was kissing and caressing,
repeating with  more urgency that stroke,
our little interval she was redressing.

"There goes", I thought, "this innocent romance,
talking about stars and constellations,
oh Popi, why take with me this chance?
I am-all drunk, with unknown destinations".

She held me tenderly and smelt my hair,
my odor and my drunkenness inhaling,
I thought she was a little bit unfair,
but she's a woman and she needs hard nailing.

There was no way with her but to respond,
and so I did, half hearted and all-drunk,
though with a fuck I will create a bond,
a lady' s always better than a wank!

ALL-DRUNK 12-NEW BONDS

Yet, in my life, I don’t want a new bond,
I have enough, hard to sustain, God knows,
to fly free: That’s what I really want,
and let the wind to take where it blows.

But how could I explain all of this,
to Popi who was keen to get my lubes?
I gave her back another deep hot kiss,
and both my hands grubbed her inflated boobs.

I played for a while with her nipples,
looking at her unknown and strange face,
I felt her pleasure coming up in ripples,
but I was still away in outer space.

Expecting my erection will come back,
I was already half way there,
to have with this weird stranger a fuck,
and give her all the love that I could spare.

But love I did not have for her, to take,
and sex did not interest me all that much,
maybe tonight we both made a mistake,
not seeing each other's truth as such and such.

ALL-DRUNK 13-"AIR ON THE G STRING"

Perhaps this life for me is of the past,
I cannot really live it once again,
so, let my Edeltraud be my last,
of loves that I 've lost to other men.

Thinking like this I hardly can come back,
my thought in outer space is still fading,
as Edeltraud has not lost her knack,
to come in my sex life all else raiding.

Thinking all these, I still caress the tits,
I still can fell Popi's hot wish to mate,
my scattered brain, gathering its bits,
tries on her demands to concentrate.

I give her face one more soft caress,
she leans her cheek to feel my hand unfolding,
then we begin love making afresh,
my drunkenness her lusty boobs still holding.

She shivers and she lets out a soft moan,
I think, "Let's get it over with this farce",
my hand is now on her tail bone,
just entering the cracking of her arse.

I played there the "Air on the G String",
and I could sense her buttocks open wide,
my hand then moved towards a different wing,
cause it was high time to have a ride.

I put my hand inside her culotte,
her pubes caressing, going for the clit,
my every move correct to find that spot,
but maybe my false passion I transmit.

And I transmit it firstly to my heart,
so, floppy goes again my nice stiff,
she makes a move as if to go apart,
I get confused in her uncertain "if".

ALL-DRUNK-14 LATCHED WINDOWS

I slowly withdraw both my hands,
my lips from hers, regretting, get detached,
she has a smile as if she understands,
and then my every window gets latched.

Her smile goes away in a while,
she looks a bit embarrassed and rejected,
as that pale ghost escapes from its file,
and has itself on her again projected.

"I'm sorry, Popi, it is not your fault,
I am all-drunk, even when I'm not drinking,
against this ghost I have first to revolt,
cause at the moment in her dream I'm sinking.

It's getting late and I'm full of dope,
I can't pretend to you, I feel erotic,
it's getting late and I'm without hope,
and more than this, without cause, neurotic".

ALL-DRUNK 15-WHAT A NIGHT!

Of course, I do not say all these things,
I hope she understands a little bit,
If she would like to fly with my wings,
She should not be so timid with her clit.

I look at this blue sea that's all around,
I'm trying to recall this night's affair,
I see you, you are still my Edeltraud,
I smile to you, Popi things it's for her.

"What time is it?" I ask, "there is more light",
She gets surprised, it's nearly half five,
"I must be going", she says, "What a night!"
I can discern, for me she's still alive.

To stay, I don’t ask her, I just smile,
She has to go to work, she had her thrilling,
She hesitates there for a while,
She'll be alright, but I will need some healing.

Then she gets up, she comes into my arms,
Our lips entangle again in that deep kissing,
My hands caress again her obvious charms,
And I regret this world that I am missing.

She disappears into the morning light,
I don’t remember if she said "good bye",
Like her, I just repeat, "Oh, what a night!"
Stopping a teardrop forming in my eye.

ALL-DRUNK 16-ALL-DRUNK

I stayed for a bit, just stranded there,
Watching the sea and making abstract thoughts,
With you, my love, no other could compare,
You have a gift that came from the gods.

I placed my guitar back in its case,
Bouzouki and guitar then in the boot,
The mirror gave to me my cranky face,
From Koutsouras I took my lonely route.

This route that still is full of recollections,
And where I meet your ghost when I may pass,
Dividing my life in dreamy sections,
That's all the truth about me, my young lass.

And so I came home, all-drunk and dirty,
Your ghost was there, waiting for me,
I am so used to it that I felt flirty,
"Is this your ghost? Then tell me, where are we?"

I went to bed without masturbating,
If you were here what love we would have made!
My lonely time in Creta I'm narrating,
Our love's blue light that passed into this shade.

A healing sleep descends upon my eyelids,
Confusing thoughts that soothe me with their funk,
I hear distant happy voices of kids,
Good day, Edeltraud, I am all-drunk.