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.
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