Cálice

How to drink this bitter drink?
Swallow the pain, swallow the toil?
Even if mouths are silent, the chest remains
Silence in the city is unheard

What good is it to be the son of a saint?
It would be better to be the son of another
Another less dead reality
So many lies, so much brute force

Father, take this chalice away from me
Father, take this chalice away from me
Father, take this chalice away from me
Of red wine of blood
Chalice

Father, take this chalice away from me
Father, take this chalice away from me
Father, take this chalice away from me
Of red wine of blood

How difficult it is to wake up silent
If in the dead of night I get hurt
I want to let out an inhuman scream
Which is a way to be heard

All this silence stuns me
Stunned, I remain attentive
In the stands, ready at any moment
See the monster emerge from the lagoon

Father, take this chalice away from me
Father, take this chalice away from me
Father, take this chalice away from me
Of red wine of blood

Chalice, chalice, chalice

For being so fat the pig can't walk anymore (chalice)
For being so used the knife can't cut anymore (chalice)
How difficult it is, father, to open the door (chalice)
This word stuck in the throat (chalice)

This Homeric drunkenness in the world (Chalice)
What's the point of having good will? (Chalice)
Even if chest are silent, the heads remains
From the downtown drunks (chalice)

Father, take this chalice away from me
Father, take this chalice away from me
Father, take this chalice away from me
Of red wine of blood

Maybe the world isn't small (chalice)
Nor is life a fait accompli (chalice)
I want to invent my own sin (chalice)
I want to die from my own poison (chalice)

I want to lose your mind once and for all (chalice)
My mind to lose its mind (chalice)
I want to smell diesel fumes (chalice)
Get drunk until someone forgets me (chalice)