Dylan Thomas and John McIntire - Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night (Burn and Rave)

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

Do not go gentle into that good night

And rave

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

Old age should burn and rave at close of day

And rave

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

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
Do not go gentle into that good night

And burn

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

And burn

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

And burn

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
Do not go gentle into that good night

And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave

And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave

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 burn
And rave
And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave

And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave

And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave

Do not go gentle into that good night
Rage against the dying of the light

And rave

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

And burn

And rave

Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage against the dying of the light

And rave
And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave
And burn
And rave

Written by:
Dylan Thomas

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