Dylan Thomas - Do not go gentle into that good night
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Не уходи безропотно во тьму,
Будь яростней пред ночью всех ночей,
Не дай погаснуть свету своему!
Хоть мудрый знает – не осилишь тьму,
Во мгле словами не зажжешь лучей –
Не уходи безропотно во тьму,
Хоть добрый видит: не сберечь ему
Живую зелень юности своей,
Не дай погаснуть свету своему.
А ты, хватавший солнце налету,
Воспевший свет, узнай к закату дней,
Что не уйдешь безропотно во тьму!
Суровый видит: смерть идет к нему
Метеоритным отсветом огней,
Не дай погаснуть свету своему!
Отец, с высот проклятий и скорбей
Благослови всей яростью твоей –
Не уходи безропотно во тьму!
Не дай погаснуть свету своему!
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, 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.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, 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.
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 you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Будь яростней пред ночью всех ночей,
Не дай погаснуть свету своему!
Хоть мудрый знает – не осилишь тьму,
Во мгле словами не зажжешь лучей –
Не уходи безропотно во тьму,
Хоть добрый видит: не сберечь ему
Живую зелень юности своей,
Не дай погаснуть свету своему.
А ты, хватавший солнце налету,
Воспевший свет, узнай к закату дней,
Что не уйдешь безропотно во тьму!
Суровый видит: смерть идет к нему
Метеоритным отсветом огней,
Не дай погаснуть свету своему!
Отец, с высот проклятий и скорбей
Благослови всей яростью твоей –
Не уходи безропотно во тьму!
Не дай погаснуть свету своему!
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, 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.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, 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.
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 you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Do not go rash in the darkness,
Be fierce more before the night of all nights,
Do not let your light go out!
Though the wise knows - you will not master the darkness,
In the darkness you will not light the rays -
Do not go rash in the darkness,
At least the good sees: do not save him
The living greens of his youth,
Do not let your light go out.
And you, grabbing the sun, raid,
Singing the light, find out to sunset days,
That you will not go rash in the darkness!
Severe sees: death goes to him
A meteorite reflection of the lights,
Do not let your light go out!
Father, from the heights of curses and sorrows
Bless you all your fury -
Do not go rash in the darkness!
Do not let your light go out!
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old Age Shoup Burn and Rave at Close of Day;
Rage, Rage Against the Dying of the Light.
Throw Wise Men At Their End Know Dark Is Right,
Because Their Words Had for 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, 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.
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 you, my Father, the on that sad height,
Curse, Bless, Me Now with your fierce tears, I Pray.
Do Not Go Gentle Into that Good Night.
Rage, Rage Against the Dying of the Light.
Be fierce more before the night of all nights,
Do not let your light go out!
Though the wise knows - you will not master the darkness,
In the darkness you will not light the rays -
Do not go rash in the darkness,
At least the good sees: do not save him
The living greens of his youth,
Do not let your light go out.
And you, grabbing the sun, raid,
Singing the light, find out to sunset days,
That you will not go rash in the darkness!
Severe sees: death goes to him
A meteorite reflection of the lights,
Do not let your light go out!
Father, from the heights of curses and sorrows
Bless you all your fury -
Do not go rash in the darkness!
Do not let your light go out!
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old Age Shoup Burn and Rave at Close of Day;
Rage, Rage Against the Dying of the Light.
Throw Wise Men At Their End Know Dark Is Right,
Because Their Words Had for 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, 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.
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 you, my Father, the on that sad height,
Curse, Bless, Me Now with your fierce tears, I Pray.
Do Not Go Gentle Into that Good Night.
Rage, Rage Against the Dying of the Light.
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