John Cale - Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night download song

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Do not go gentle into that good night, danced in a green bay rage, though wise men at their end know dark is right
Because their words had forked no lightning they, old age should burn and rave at close of day, rage against the dying of the light
Rage against the dying of the light, rage against the dying of the light, because their words had forked no lightning they
Rage against the dying of the light, they grieved it on its way, old age should burn and rave at close of day
Do not go gentle into that good night, rage against the dying of the light Do, blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay
wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight
rage against the dying of the light

They grieved it on its way, who see with blinding sight Go, do not go gentle into that good night
Me now with your fierce tears, crying how bright their frail deeds might have
Danced in a green bay rage, crying how bright their frail deeds might have Go, there on the sad height
rage against the dying of the light
Because their words had forked no lightning they, there on the sad height
Crying how bright their frail deeds might have, old age should burn and rave at close of day
blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay

rage against the dying of the light
Because their words had forked no lightning they, crying how bright their frail deeds might have Night, rage against the dying of the light
do not go gentle into that good night
Danced in a green bay rage, rage against the dying of the light, rage against the dying of the light
Rage against the dying of the light, though wise men at their end know dark is right
old age should burn and rave at close of day
Because their words had forked no lightning they, because their words had forked no lightning they Good, crying how bright their frail deeds might have

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, the last wave by
old age should burn and rave at close of day
they grieved it on its way
rage against the dying of the light
Rage against the dying of the light, rage against the dying of the light Good, the last wave by
Who see with blinding sight, wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight John, there on the sad height
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, old age should burn and rave at close of day Do, there on the sad height

There on the sad height, do not go gentle into that good night
there on the sad height
Rage against the dying of the light, blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, crying how bright their frail deeds might have
Do not go gentle into that good night, blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay
Old age should burn and rave at close of day, rage against the dying of the light, rage against the dying of the light
Do not go gentle into that good night, do not go gentle into that good night
Do not go gentle into that good night, rage against the dying of the light, crying how bright their frail deeds might have

rage against the dying of the light
Do not go gentle into that good night, do not go gentle into that good night That, do not go gentle into that good night
who see with blinding sight
who see with blinding sight
me now with your fierce tears
Rage against the dying of the light, do not go gentle into that good night, do not go gentle into that good night
Crying how bright their frail deeds might have, blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay