Notes
"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."
An Interstellar fanmix.
1 comment on this is our ship;
EvolutionWhat November 26, 2014
Bueno, sí, hola, perdona, vete a la mierda, ¿vale? Venga, chao muack muack
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