今晚来译一首美国非官方桂冠诗人Robert Frost的诗，虽然目前中文世界里已有几个译本，但在我看来，韵脚的处理皆非最佳，且添枝加叶似乎过犹不及。人生的道路正如诗中的岔路，大多数人都倾向于选择“走的人多了也便成了路”的路，可或许那条“人迹罕至的、未被选择的路”才是风景更绚烂的路，来吧，试译如下：
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.
在一片黄色的树林里有两条岔路，
遗憾的是，我不能同时踏入，
人在旅途，我久久静矗，
循着其中一条极目远顾，
直到它蜿蜒进入一处灌木。
于是我选择了另一条路，
这看上去正当如初，
或许还有更顺溜的理数，
因它草色青青，急待涉足，
虽过客无数，却踪迹鲜无。
清晨，两条小路静静躺着，
其上覆盖着未被踩踏的树叶之属，
噢，我把另一条留待了他日，
我明知，条条道路通向坦途，
却疑虑自己是否还能踏上归途。
我应垂叹呜呼，
多年之后，发出如此的感触：
树林里有两条岔路，
我选择了那一条人迹罕至的路，
它让我的人生不再如故。
