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;
黃色的林中分出兩條路，
可惜我不能同時涉足，
我長久地站在那分叉口，
極目眺望一條路的盡頭，
直到它轉入叢林深處。
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,
但我選了另一條路，它同樣美麗，
甚至可能更值得一試，
因為它綠草萋萋，等待人跡；
雖然就這兩條路的磨損而言，
其實並沒有多大的差異。
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.
那天清晨，兩條路都鋪滿落葉，
尚未被踩踏出黑色的痕跡。
噢，我把第一條路留給了另一天！
但我知道路徑延綿，環環相扣，
我懷疑自己是否還能回到原點。
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.
在許多年後的某個地方，
我將帶著嘆息，訴說這段往事：
黃色的林中分出兩條路，而我——
我選擇了那條人跡罕至的路，
而這成就了我一生的差異。