Lá Fhéile Pádraig
But if at last our color should
Be torn from Ireland's heart,
Her sons with shame and sorrow
From the dear old sod will part.
I've heard a whisper of a country
That lies beyond the sea,
Where rich and poor stand equal
In the light of freedom's day.
I went down this afternoon to see the St Patrick's Day parade proceed along Piccadilly towards Trafalgar Square. And it's been a while since I posted on Livejournal, so here's a post packed with photos! Enjoy :)
Edit: I can't seem to embed the images, which have all been compiled by Imgur into an album, so here's a link to the album.
Be torn from Ireland's heart,
Her sons with shame and sorrow
From the dear old sod will part.
I've heard a whisper of a country
That lies beyond the sea,
Where rich and poor stand equal
In the light of freedom's day.
I went down this afternoon to see the St Patrick's Day parade proceed along Piccadilly towards Trafalgar Square. And it's been a while since I posted on Livejournal, so here's a post packed with photos! Enjoy :)
Edit: I can't seem to embed the images, which have all been compiled by Imgur into an album, so here's a link to the album.