text_original: The clear notes of the mountain birds were in our ears by day, and the music of the water falling over the ledges, mingled with that of the leaves rustling in the wind, lulled us to sleep at night.
text_transcription: THE CLEAR NOTES OF THE MOUNTAIN BIRDS WERE IN OUR EARS BY DAY AND THE MUSIC OF THE WATER FALLING OVER THE LEDGES MINGLED WITH THAT OF THE LEAVES RUSTLING IN THE WIND LULLED US TO SLEEP AT NIGHT
phonemes: ðə klˈɪɹ nˈoʊts ʌvðə mˈaʊntɪn bˈɜːdz wɜːɹ ɪn ˌaʊɚɹ ˈɪɹz baɪ dˈeɪ, ænd ðə mjˈuːzɪk ʌvðə wˈɔːɾɚ fˈɔːlɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ ðə lˈɛdʒᵻz, mˈɪŋɡəld wɪð ðæt ʌvðə lˈiːvz ɹˈʌsəlɪŋ ɪnðə wˈɪnd, lˈʌld ˌʌs tə slˈiːp æt nˈaɪt.