The Road Not Taken

Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood and I—
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference

没有走过的路

森林叶黄，林中岔道各奔一方
我一人独行，无限惆怅
不能把两条路同时造访
良久伫立，我朝第一条路眺望
路转处惟见林深草长
我再把另一条路探望
一样美丽，一样坦荡
但或许更令人向往
虽然两条路都曾有行人过往
但这条路芳草萋萋，更少人踏荒
那天早晨落叶满道上
落叶上尚无脚踩的痕伤
阿，且将第一条路留待他日寻访
明知道路穷处又是路
重游此地怕是痴想
那以后岁月流逝，日久天长
有一天长叹一声我要诉讲
林中两条岔道彷徨
我选择了行人更少的一条路