Heart's Beating On the Face of Roads

Heart’s beating on the face of roads The roads are thin what’s going on Snow lies with shawl of kindest words Its time has gone its time has gone. But evening’s killing with its bore And as a gift, I have a toast It’s said by friend from all her core It’s easy, but it seems I’m lost. To have a drink or not I’m lone I want some wine with friend of mine Let’s cry don’t speak before the dawn For sleepless night, let’s drink some wine.