Robert Frost in Translation/Spanish/Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are l think I know.

His house is in the village, though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fili up with snow.

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.

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.

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.

by Robert Frost

List of Spanish Translations

 * Agustí Bartra Un alto en el bosque mientras nieva