Do Not Go Gentle Lyrics

	作词 : Donovan, Thomas
	Leitch-Thomas
	Do not go gentle into that good night
	Old age should burn and rave at close of day
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
	Though wise men at their end know dark is right
	Because their words had forked no lightning
	They do not go gentle into that good night.
	Good men, the last wave by crying how bright
	Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
	Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight
	And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way
	Do not go gentle into that good night.
	Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
	Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
	And you, my father, there on the sad height
	Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears
	I pray, do not go gentle into that good night.
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light
	Do not go gentle into that good night.
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light
	Do not go gentle into that good night.
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light
	The dying of the light.

	zuo ci : Donovan, Thomas
	LeitchThomas
	Do not go gentle into that good night
	Old age should burn and rave at close of day
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
	Though wise men at their end know dark is right
	Because their words had forked no lightning
	They do not go gentle into that good night.
	Good men, the last wave by crying how bright
	Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
	Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight
	And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way
	Do not go gentle into that good night.
	Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
	Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
	And you, my father, there on the sad height
	Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears
	I pray, do not go gentle into that good night.
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light
	Do not go gentle into that good night.
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light
	Do not go gentle into that good night.
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light
	The dying of the light.

	zuò cí : Donovan, Thomas
	LeitchThomas
	Do not go gentle into that good night
	Old age should burn and rave at close of day
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
	Though wise men at their end know dark is right
	Because their words had forked no lightning
	They do not go gentle into that good night.
	Good men, the last wave by crying how bright
	Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
	Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight
	And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way
	Do not go gentle into that good night.
	Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
	Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
	And you, my father, there on the sad height
	Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears
	I pray, do not go gentle into that good night.
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light
	Do not go gentle into that good night.
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light
	Do not go gentle into that good night.
	Rage, rage against the dying of the light
	The dying of the light.

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