text_original: Here we were in the door yard of a peaceful cabin, the ground frozen in lumps under our feet, and it seemed to me that the wind had something to do with the lightness of the night.
text_transcription: HERE WE WERE IN THE DOORYARD OF A PEACEFUL CABIN THE GROUND FROZEN IN LUPES UNDER OUR FEET AND IT SEEMED TO ME THAT THE WIND HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE LIGHTNESS OF THE NIGHT
phonemes: hˈɪɹ wiː wɜːɹ ɪnðə dˈɔːɹ jˈɑːɹd əvə pˈiːsfəl kˈæbɪn, ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd fɹˈoʊzən ɪn lˈʌmps ˌʌndɚɹ ˌaʊɚ fˈiːt, ænd ɪt sˈiːmd tə mˌiː ðætðə wˈɪnd hæd sˈʌmθɪŋ tə dˈuː wɪððə lˈaɪtnəs ʌvðə nˈaɪt.