text_original: 13 WHEN THE DARK COMES DOWN When the dark comes down, oh, the wind is on the sea With lisping laugh and whimper to the red reef's threnody, The boats are sailing homeward now across the har  bor bar With many a jest and many a shout from fishing grounds afar.
text_transcription: BEST WHEN THE DARK COMES DOWN WHEN THE DARK COMES DOWN O THE WIND IS ON THE SEA WITH LISPING LAUGH AND WHIMPER TO THE RED WREATHS THRENITY THE BOATS ARE SAILING HOMEWARD NOW ACROSS THE HARBOUR BAR WITH MANY A JEST AND MANY A SHOUT FROM FISHING GROUNDS AFAR
phonemes: θˈɜːtiːn wɛn ðə dˈɑːɹk kˈʌmz dˌaʊn wɛn ðə dˈɑːɹk kˈʌmz dˈaʊn, ˈoʊ, ðə wˈɪnd ɪz ɔnðə sˈiː wɪð lˈɪspɪŋ lˈæf ænd wˈɪmpɚ tə ðə ɹˈɛd ɹˈiːfs θɹˈɛnədi, ðə bˈoʊts ɑːɹ sˈeɪlɪŋ hˈoʊmwɚd nˈaʊ əkɹˌɑːs ðə hˈɑːɹ bˈɔːɹ bˈɑːɹ wɪð mˈɛni ɐ dʒˈɛst ænd mˈɛni ɐ ʃˈaʊt fɹʌm fˈɪʃɪŋ ɡɹˈaʊndz ɐfˈɑːɹ.