Why do you show me all these photos
When we were young, when we were beautiful
I can only cry so much about that 1
Me, I would like to forget it all
Erase it all, all this past
I can only cry so much about that
These lovers don’t know
That they’re already saying goodbye
I can only cry so much about that
Why do you show me this former life
When we used to climb the trees to lick the wind
I can only cry so much about that
Mum watches us from the bottom of the photo
It’s a thousand years since she wore her yellow checked dress
I can only cry so much about that
These lovers don’t know
That it’s over in a few steps
I can only cry so much about that
That summer night when we forgot
A bit of childhood in crumpled sheets
I can't love more than that
Why do you show me all these moments of silence
These broken memories, fuck I don’t give a damn
Holding death between one’s fingertips
That’s for those who’re already dead
1. The meaning is along the lines of "I can't cry any more about that than I already am"