This bloody something

Monika has expressed it perfectly ... THIS BLOODY SOMETHING !

I have spent most of my life trying to find what is "this bloody something" that keeps me going and makes me come back to the same place again and again, despite all odds.

Thank you MONIKA !
I have wept with Nikos Kavadias poetry, and still do as the matter of fact.
I shiver on Kavadias poetry sang with Mikroutsikos melody.
You music and songs - the atmosphere
have the same effect on my old and dated salty skin.

ioannispk - son of a pirate

MONIKA ...

BLOODY SOMETHING

Hey, hey, hey, it's weird
My friends are coming
I will reveal them all the things I used to hide
Cause I've got pieces in my soul
And a lover in my heart I can't deny
This bloody something
That freaks me out until the night makes me say "I love you"

Blues and jazz and pop and rock & roll are crazy
These are the rhythms all my life I used to keep
But I'm afraid I cannot shine
Cause I'm afraid of all the things I can't describe
I've got to push it on my pillow
I've got a drum, da, da, da "I love you"

No, no, no don't call me nasty, baby
I can't remember all the things I used to hide
Cause I've got pieces in my soul
And a lover in my heart I should deny
This bloody something
That freaks me out until the night makes me shout "I love you"