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8 kwietnia 2013

The Road Not Taken

Po inspirującej nocy w Barczańskim lesie zdecydowałem się nagrać moją wersję wiesza Roberta Frosta pod tytułem "The Road Not Taken", czyli "Droga nie wybrana". Opowiada o odwiecznym wyborze pomiędzy przetartą ścieżką, a drogą nieco mniej uczęszczaną. Miłego! Zapraszam też do posłuchania innych moich kawałków:) -------- Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood and I looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Sorry I could not travel both Then took the other, as just as fair, Having perhaps the better claim, cause it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, But having perhaps the better claim, And 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. In leaves no step had trodden black. 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. I took the one less traveled by