Luyện nghe bài hát Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Words: thomas

Do not go into that good night,
Old age should burn and at close of day;
Rage, against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end dark is right,
their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright their frail deeds might have in a green bay rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they it on it's way,
Do not go into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see blinding sight
Blind could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage the dying of the light.

And you, my father, on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go into that good night.
Rage, rage against the of the light.