text_original: I was sitting again by the laughing brook, With you at my feet, and the sky above, And my heart was fluttering under your look— The unmistakable look of Love.
text_transcription: I WAS SITTING AGAIN BY THE LAUGHING BROOK WITH YOU AT MY FEET IN THE SKY ABOVE AND MY HEART WAS FLUTTERING UNDER YOUR LOOK THE UNMISTAKABLE LOOK OF LOVE
phonemes: aɪ wʌz sˈɪɾɪŋ ɐɡˈɛn baɪ ðə lˈæfɪŋ bɹˈʊk, wɪð juː æt maɪ fˈiːt, ænd ðə skˈaɪ əbˈʌv, ænd maɪ hˈɑːɹt wʌz flˈʌɾɚɹɪŋ ˌʌndɚ jʊɹ lˈʊk— ðɪ ʌnmɪstˈeɪkəbəl lˈʊk ʌv lˈʌv.