这也是一篇我至爱的诗. 与中文诗一样, 美丽的诗有着美丽的意境.
Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost
雪夜驻足林边
R. 佛罗斯特 云天译
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
想来我知道这是谁的林子
虽然他的房屋座落在村里;
他将不会看到我在此驻足
观望他被白雪覆盖的林子
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
我的马驹一定觉得很诧异
停留在近旁没有农家之地
在树林与冰封的冬湖之间
在一年中这最黑暗的夜里
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
他摇了摇挂在身上的铃铛
想问问是不是停错了地方
除了轻风掠过和雪花柔舞
听不到一丁点其它的声响
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
林子又可爱又幽暗又深远
但是我要信守许下的诺言
在我歇息前还有长路漫漫
在我歇息前还有长路漫漫
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1v-hS86FR-o
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