[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:03.63]Do not go gentle into that good night [00:04.89]Do not go gentle into that good night, [00:06.90]Old age should burn and rave at close of day; [00:11.28]Rage, rage against the dying of the light. [00:15.73]Though wise men at their end know dark is right, [00:19.76]Because their words had forked no lightning they [00:23.27]Do not go gentle into that good night. [00:25.67]Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright [00:29.00]Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, [00:30.08]Rage, rage against the dying of the light. [00:30.83]Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, [00:32.18]And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, [00:36.57]Do not go gentle into that good night. [00:40.64]Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight [00:46.15]Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, [00:50.11]Rage, rage against the dying of the light. [00:54.64]And you, my father, there on the sad height, [00:59.11]Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray. [01:03.85]Do not go gentle into that good night. [01:06.91]Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:03.63]Do not go gentle into that good night
[00:04.89]Do not go gentle into that good night,
[00:06.90]Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
[00:11.28]Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
[00:15.73]Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
[00:19.76]Because their words had forked no lightning they
[00:23.27]Do not go gentle into that good night.
[00:25.67]Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
[00:29.00]Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
[00:30.08]Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
[00:30.83]Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
[00:32.18]And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
[00:36.57]Do not go gentle into that good night.
[00:40.64]Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
[00:46.15]Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
[00:50.11]Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
[00:54.64]And you, my father, there on the sad height,
[00:59.11]Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
[01:03.85]Do not go gentle into that good night.
[01:06.91]Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
