黄色的树林里分出两条路，

可惜我不能同时去涉足，

我在那路口久久伫立，

向着其中一条极目眺望，

直到它消失在丛林深处。

而我却选择了另外一条路，

青草茵茵，十分幽寂，

显得更诱人、更美丽，

虽然这两条小路极为相似，

很少留下旅人的足迹，

那天清晨落叶满地，

两条路上的枯叶都还尚无践踏的污痕。

呵，留下一条路待来日再寻访吧！

但我知道路径延绵无尽头，

恐怕难以再回返。

也许不知何年何月置身何处，

我将轻声叹息把往事回顾：

黄树林里分出两条路，而我——

选择了人迹罕至的那条，

从此开启了我迥异的人生。

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.