Cara droga [English translation]

Dear drug, I'm finally finding the courage to write to you.

I want to tell you of all the hatred I bear you and you know why.

You defeated me and, like a coward, every day I scratch my soul,

from every trip with you I come back more cowardly and useless.

And you take pleasure, you smile with satisfaction and always offer your company

in the moments when the colours are shattered and my mind flies away

you take advantage of an instant in which I cannot stand my solitude

and you fill my mind with that emptiness that you’re able to sell me.

I want to curse you, I gather my strength to scream at you

the anger that I can only give you with my soul in pieces by now:

I want to leave you my contempt as my only inheritance.

Only anger I can give you with my soul in pieces by now:

I want to leave you my contempt as my only inheritance.

Dear drug, I hate you for the people who will yet kill for you,

for the dreams you stole, the nature you corrupted by mocking me.

Disguised as a companion who offers herself only for love

in a bed of artificial pleasures you exhaust me and you leave.

I want to curse you, I gather my strength to scream at you

the anger that I can only give you with my soul in pieces by now:

I want to leave you my contempt as my only inheritance.

Only anger I can give you with my soul in pieces by now:

I want to leave you my contempt as my only inheritance.

I want to leave you my contempt as my only inheritance

• Artist:Franco Simone