Original:
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.
Method:
English – German – Arabic – Punjabi – Vietnamese – Italian – Vietnamese – Punjabi – Arabic – German – English
Result:
Do not go to Earth tonight,
You have to burn the old time.
The anger, the anger of easy death
Although the wise people in the end know it’s dark,
Because his words do not deliver electricity
Do not slow down this beautiful night
A good man screams death after the last wave
Your weaknesses danced in pure blue water,
The anger, the anger of easy death
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