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In the end, the translation went from this:
to this:
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 the 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.
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 the 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.
to this:
The night is not yet quiet
The Gods discuss forever their creations
It will end after the end of the world
These men here stay in the shadows of the East
And while they are forgotten
They will have a quiet night.
These honorable men cry throughout the night
Their rites are celebrated ceaselessly.
It will end after the end of the world
These authentic men listen and sing to the cursed sun
They are alone, sad; they learn that tonight
They will not have a quiet night.
These sincere men can see the Devils
Their covered eyes burn like divine flames
And they, my God, because of their restlessness
I am moved by sadness.
I will have a quiet night,
I will end after the end of the world
The Gods discuss forever their creations
It will end after the end of the world
These men here stay in the shadows of the East
And while they are forgotten
They will have a quiet night.
These honorable men cry throughout the night
Their rites are celebrated ceaselessly.
It will end after the end of the world
These authentic men listen and sing to the cursed sun
They are alone, sad; they learn that tonight
They will not have a quiet night.
These sincere men can see the Devils
Their covered eyes burn like divine flames
And they, my God, because of their restlessness
I am moved by sadness.
I will have a quiet night,
I will end after the end of the world
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