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David Swanson Poem: Rage Against The War Machine

Do not go gentle 簡単に行くな

Do not go gentle to a deadly scene,	死の現場に優しく行ってはいけない。
Wise eyes should question propaganda's sway;	賢明な目は、プロパガンダの揺らぎを疑うべきだ。
Rage, rage against the awful war machine	怒れ、恐ろしい戦争マシーンに怒れ
Though ash-filled skies as yet remain unseen	灰に覆われた空はまだ見えないが
Those undistracted raise their heads and say	惑わされない者は、頭を上げて言う。
Do not go gentle to a deadly scene	殺伐とした光景に優しくしてはいけない
The panem et circenses scam obscene	パネマン・エ・サーケンセスの詐欺は卑猥だ
A final curtain's dropping on this play	この劇の最後の幕が下りる
Rage, rage against the awful war machine	ひどい戦争マシーンに怒れ、怒れ
It hurts to turn one's eyes from lies serene	平穏な嘘から目をそらすのは苦痛だ
To question, fathom, challenge, and inveigh	疑問を持ち、理解し、挑戦し、憤ること。
Do not go gentle to a deadly scene	死にゆく光景に優しくしてはいけない
The path's not the other side but in between	道は向こう側でなく、その間にある。
A compromise is wisdom's only way	妥協は知恵の唯一の道
Rage, rage against the awful war machine	怒れ、怒れ、ひどい戦争マシーンに
And you, my brother, of another flag	そして、私の兄弟、別の旗のあなた
Join with us without borders or delay	国境もなく、遅滞もなく、我々と合流せよ
Do not go gentle to a deadly scene	死地に赴くことなかれ
Rage, rage against the awful war machinea	怒れ、怒れ、恐ろしい戦争マシーンに対抗して

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Thomas Dylan's poem that inspired David Swanson's Just Rant

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.

Poets.org source

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