text_original: They are round me to night in the gloaming, Their voices fall on my ear ; They seem to hover and touch me, But I like them and have no fear.
text_transcription: THEY ARE ROUND ME TO NIGHT IN THE GLOAMING THEIR VOICES FALL ON MY EAR THEY SEEM TO HOVER AND TOUCH ME BUT I LIKE THEM AND HAVE NO FEAR
phonemes: ðeɪ ɑːɹ ɹˈaʊnd mˌiː tə nˈaɪt ɪnðə ɡlˈoʊmɪŋ, ðɛɹ vˈɔɪsᵻz fˈɔːl ˌɔn maɪ ˈɪɹ ; ðeɪ sˈiːm tə hˈʌvɚ ænd tˈʌtʃ mˌiː, bˌʌt aɪ lˈaɪk ðˌɛm ænd hæv nˈoʊ fˈɪɹ.