Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

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.

Dylan Thomas

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Pes etme, ne olur, hayırlı geceye
Grup vakti, dellenmeli kocamışlık.
İsyan et, isyan, nisyanla sönmeceye!

Bilgeler ki, gerçeğe "ışk" diye diye,
Bakmışlar sonunda, haklıymış karanlık,
Pes mi eder onlar hayırlı geceye?

Veliler ki, katlanıp her işkenceye,
Sevapları yeşil bir körfezde batık,
Eyvallah etmez nisyanla sönmeceye.

Mecnun ki, güneşe düzerken medhiye,
Neden sonra fark eder, kararmış ufuk,
Mecnun da pes etmez hayırlı geceye.

Vakurlar ki, ecel gelmiş görücüye,
Gözyaşları, göktaşları, aşk ve ışık,
İsyan eder, isyan, nisyanla sönmeceye.

Sen ağam, durmuşun bir garip tümceye,
Lanet mi, rahmet mi, ne okursan artık,
Evet deme, n'olur, hayırlı geceye,
İsyan et, isyan, İsa'ya dönmeceye!


Can Yücel

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