[ Featuring Antonín Dvořák ]
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
Cnd sorry I could not travel both
Cnd be one traveler, long I stood
Cnd I looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
Cnd 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.
Cnd both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
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,
Cnd that has made all the difference
I took the one less traveled by,
Cnd that has made all the difference,
Has made all the difference