text_original: Out of the hills of Habersham, Down the valleys of Hall, I hurry amain to reach the plain, Run the rapid and leap the fall, Split at the rock and together again, Accept my bed, or narrow or wide, And flee from folly on every side With a lover's pain to attain the plain Far from the hills of Habersham, Far from the valleys of Hall.
text_transcription: OUT OF THE HILLS OF HABERSHAM DOWN THE VALLEYS OF HULL I HURRY AMAIN TO REACH THE PLAIN RUN THE RAPID AND LEAP THE FALL SPLIT AT THE ROCK AND TOGETHER AGAIN ACCEPT MY BED OR NARROW OR WIDE AND FLEE FROM FOLLY ON EVERY SIDE WITH A LOVER'S PAIN TO ATTAIN THE PLAIN FAR FROM THE HILLS OF HABISHAM FAR FROM THE VALLEYS OF HULL
phonemes: ˌaʊɾəv ðə hˈɪlz ʌv hˈæbɚʃˌæm, dˌaʊn ðə vˈælɪz ʌv hˈɔːl, aɪ hˈɜːɹi ˈæmeɪn tə ɹˈiːtʃ ðə plˈeɪn, ɹˈʌn ðə ɹˈæpɪd ænd lˈiːp ðə fˈɔːl, splˈɪt æt ðə ɹˈɑːk ænd təɡˌɛðɚɹ ɐɡˈɛn, ɐksˈɛpt maɪ bˈɛd, ɔːɹ nˈæɹoʊ ɔːɹ wˈaɪd, ænd flˈiː fɹʌm fˈɑːli ˌɔn ˈɛvɹi sˈaɪd wɪð ɐ lˈʌvɚz pˈeɪn tʊ ɐtˈeɪn ðə plˈeɪn fˈɑːɹ fɹʌmðə hˈɪlz ʌv hˈæbɚʃˌæm, fˈɑːɹ fɹʌmðə vˈælɪz ʌv hˈɔːl.