quarta-feira, junho 02, 2010

The Road Not Taken

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.

The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost (1874-1963)
in "The Mountain Interval"

2 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

"...and you read your Emily Dickenson, and I my Robert Frost. And we note our place with bookmarkers, that measure what we've lost... and the dangling conversations and the superficial sighs, are the borders of our lives". Sempre gostei muito desta canção do Paul Simon. E foi por causa dela que descobri o R. Frost.

roserouge disse...

Lindo, Ortega. Que canção é? Não consigo identificá-la.