[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:04.41]Do not go gentle into that good night [00:07.41]Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953 [00:08.59]Do not go gentle into that good night, [00:09.34]Old age should burn and rave at close of day; [00:14.14]Rage,rage against the dying of the light. [00:19.57]Though wise men at their end know dark is right, [00:24.56]Because their words had forked no lightning they [00:30.44]Do not go gentle into that good night. [00:35.22]Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright [00:40.80]Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, [00:45.55]Rage, rage against the dying of the light. [00:51.05]Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, [00:55.34]And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, [01:00.81]Do not go gentle into that good night. [01:05.30]Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight [01:10.19]Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, [01:15.38]Rage, rage against the dying of the light. [01:22.99]And you, my father, there on the sad height, [01:28.42]Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. [01:34.06]Do not go gentle into that good night. [01:38.08]Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:04.41]Do not go gentle into that good night
[00:07.41]Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953
[00:08.59]Do not go gentle into that good night,
[00:09.34]Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
[00:14.14]Rage,rage against the dying of the light.
[00:19.57]Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
[00:24.56]Because their words had forked no lightning they
[00:30.44]Do not go gentle into that good night.
[00:35.22]Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
[00:40.80]Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
[00:45.55]Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
[00:51.05]Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
[00:55.34]And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
[01:00.81]Do not go gentle into that good night.
[01:05.30]Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
[01:10.19]Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
[01:15.38]Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
[01:22.99]And you, my father, there on the sad height,
[01:28.42]Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
[01:34.06]Do not go gentle into that good night.
[01:38.08]Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
