A group of people laughing and drinking Guinness at a pub counter, with a view of green fields outside a window, and a steaming meat pie on a stool.
it's only, if it should get packed for the trad., i'd be sad, thinking of whisky and butter, from the bosom of my mother; the green fields of dublin. wishing for a spice bag. for a pint of guinness, and a good craic... Mehr sehen