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
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.
Dois caminhos divergiam num bosque amarelo
Triste por não poder seguir os dois
E por ser apenas um viajante, segui
Um deles o mais longe que pude com o olhar,
Até o ponto onde ele se perde no mato
Tomei o outro que me pareceu mais belo,
Oferecendo talvez a vantagem
De uma relva que se podia pisar,
Embora o estado de ambos fosse o mesmo
E naquela manhã eles fossem iguais
Ambos estavam sob relvas que nenhum passo
Enegrecera. Oh deixei
Para outra vez o primeiro!
Mas como sabia que ao caminho se juntam
Os caminhos, duvidei que um dia voltasse.
Hei de contar isto suspirando,
Daqui a muito tempo, nalgum lugar:
Dois caminhos divergiam num bosque, e eu
Segui o menos trilhado,
E foi o que fez toda a diferença.