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Paroles de la chanson Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night par John Cale
Do not go gentle into that good night
Old age should burn and rage at the close of day;
Rage at the dying of the light
(Rage at 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
(Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright)
(Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay)
Rage at the dying of the light
(Rage, rage at the dying of the light)
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Old age should burn and rage at the close of day;
Rage at the dying of the light
(Rage at 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
(Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright)
(Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay)
Rage at the dying of the light
(Rage, rage at the dying of the light)
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay
Rage at 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, do not go gentle into that good night
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay
Rage, rage against the dying
Rage against, rage against the dying of the light
And you, my father, there on the sad height
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray
But do not go gentle, do not go gentle into that good night
Rage at 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, do not go gentle into that good night
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay
Rage, rage against the dying
Rage against, rage against the dying of the light
And you, my father, there on the sad height
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray
But do not go gentle, do not go gentle into that good night
Do not go gentle into that good night
Rage, rage, rage against the light
Rage (Rage), rage (light), rage (rage), rage (light), rage (rage, light)
Rage, rage, rage against the light
Rage (Rage), rage (light), rage (rage), rage (light), rage (rage, light)
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