text_original: *' 76 WITH THE ROSES. " For you in your home, true love, shall stay, Where never the rough winds blow. And the roses that gladden the summer day, In your own sweet fashion grow. And I '11 come back from the storm and the strife, And never again will stray ; And we '11 live with the roses, living their life, That grow in your own sweet way."
text_transcription: WITH THE ROSES FOR YOU IN YOUR HOME TRUE LOVE SHALL STAY WHERE NEVER THE ROUGH WINDS BLOW AND THE ROSES THAT GLADDEN THE SUMMER DAY IN YOUR OWN SWEET FASHION GROW AND I'LL COME BACK FROM THE STORM AND THE STRIFE AND NEVER AGAIN WILL STRAY AND WILL LIVE WITH THE ROSES LIVING THEIR LIFE THAT GROW IN YOUR OWN SWEET WAY
phonemes: ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk sˈɛvənti sˈɪks wɪððə ɹˈoʊzᵻz. " fɔːɹ juː ɪn jʊɹ hˈoʊm, tɹˈuː lˈʌv, ʃˌæl stˈeɪ, wˌɛɹ nˈɛvɚ ðə ɹˈʌf wˈɪndz blˈoʊ. ænd ðə ɹˈoʊzᵻz ðæt ɡlˈædən ðə sˈʌmɚ dˈeɪ, ɪn jʊɹ ˈoʊn swˈiːt fˈæʃən ɡɹˈoʊ. ænd aɪ ɪlˈɛvən kˈʌm bˈæk fɹʌmðə stˈɔːɹm ænd ðə stɹˈaɪf, ænd nˈɛvɚɹ ɐɡˈɛn wɪl stɹˈeɪ ; ænd wiː ɪlˈɛvən lˈaɪv wɪððə ɹˈoʊzᵻz, lˈɪvɪŋ ðɛɹ lˈaɪf, ðæt ɡɹˈoʊ ɪn jʊɹ ˈoʊn swˈiːt wˈeɪ."