Текст песни Something (Live in Studio) - Azedia
Something's
wrong,
but
I
don't
know
what
Wondering
how,
with
all
the
things
I've
got
Life
is
good,
but
the
pain
don't
stop
'Cause
I'm
holding
on,
so
I
give
it
up
Cheer
up,
cheer
up,
put
a
smile
on
your
face
Wake
up,
wake
up,
take
me
out
of
this
place
Rise
up,
rise
up,
we
are
the
human
race
Cheer
up,
cheer
up,
put
a
smile
on
your
face
So
if
you
really
go
the
whole
way
and
see
how
you
feel
at
the
prospect
of
vanishing
forever.
Have
all
your
efforts,
and
all
your
achievements,
and
all
your
attainments
turning
into
dust
and
nothingness.
What
is
the
feeling?
What
happens
to
you?
It's
a
curious
thing,
that
in
the
worlds
poetry,
this
is
a
very
common
theme.
The
earthly
hope
men
set
their
hearts
upon
turns
ashes,
or
it
prospers,
and
a
non-
like
snow
upon
the
deserts
dusty
face
lighting
a
little
hour
or
two
and
is
gone
Something's
wrong,
but
I
don't
know
what
Wondering
how,
with
all
the
things
I've
got
Life
is
good,
but
the
pain
don't
stop
'Cause
I'm
holding
on,
so
I
give
it
up
Something's
wrong,
but
I
don't
know
what
Wondering
how,
with
all
the
things
I've
got
Life
is
good,
but
the
pain
don't
stop
'Cause
I'm
holding
on,
so
I
give
it
up
So
in
this
way,
by
seeing
that
nothingness
is
the
fundamental
reality,
and
you
see
it's
your
reality.
Then
how
can
anything
contaminate
you?
All
the
idea
of
you
being
scared,
and
put
out
and
worried,
and
so
on,
this
is
nothing,
it's
a
dream.
Because
you're
really
nothing.
So
cheer
up
Cheer
up,
cheer
up,
put
a
smile
on
your
face
Wake
up,
wake
up,
take
me
out
of
this
place
Rise
up,
rise
up,
we
are
the
human
race
Cheer
up,
cheer
up,
put
a
smile
on
your
face
La
de
da
la
de
da
la
la
la
La
de
da
la
de
da
la
la
la
La
de
da
la
de
da
la
la
la
La
de
da
la
de
da
la
la
la
All
the
sun
and
the
stars
and
the
mountains,
and
rivers,
and
the
good
men
and
bad
men,
and
the
animals,
and
the
insects,
and
the
whole
bit.
All
are
contained
in
void.
So
out
of
this
void
comes
everything
and
you
are
it.
What
else
could
you
be?
If
somebody
is
going
to
argue
that
the
basic
reality
is
nothingness.
Where
does
all
this
come
from?
Obviously
from
nothingness.
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