I'll not go gently into any night,
But fight to stay awake ‘til Sun's return;
The stars provide the glow I need for sight.
They are but fools who think the darkness right,
Refusing to observe the daystar burn.
I'll not go gently into any night
Good deeds continue on for me despite
My breath's demand that I, from light, adjourn;
The stars provide the glow I need for sight.
I praised the Sun as it coursed in its flight,
Well served by me, with no cause for concern,
I'll not go gently into any night.
I'll fight to stay here in this land of light;
No darkness, shadow, or umbrella yearn.
The stars provide the glow I need for sight.
Now rest at peace my son, you're my delight;
I'll bless you now, so that you may discern
I'll not go gently into any night.
The stars provide the glow I need for sight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem