Letra de Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night (Fragments)
Do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rave at the close of dayRage against the dying of the light Rage against the dying of the lightThough wise men at their end know dark is right Because their words had forked no lightning They do not go gentle into that good nightGood men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bayRage, rage against the dying of the light Rage against the dying of the lightWild men who caught and sang the sun in flight And learn too late, they grieved it on its way Do not go gentle, do not go gentle into that good nightGrave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gayRage, rage against the night Rage against the dying Rage, rage against the dying of the lightAnd you, my father, there on the sad height Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray Do not go gentle, do not go gentle into that good night Do not go gentle into that good nightRage, rage against the dying Rage against the dying Rage, rage against the dying of the light