We're rolling Oh... Robert Frost The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long as 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 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
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I I took the one less traveled by And that's made all the difference to me
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
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I I took the one less traveled by And that's made all the difference to me
Hello I just did this poetry thing I don't know, it's, it's like... just take it for a poem, okay? Don't expect any... it's a Robert Frost poem And it's really hard to singTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
