text_original: The Campagna would be good enough. He was in high spirits, and he was singing a wicked little French song as his man buckled on his spurs, a little song that Gavroche and his companions of the Paris gutters had been singing all the winter.
text_transcription: THE CAMPAGNA WOULD BE GOOD ENOUGH HE WAS IN HIGH SPIRITS AND HE WAS SINGING A WICKED LITTLE FRENCH SONG AS HIS MAN BUCKLED ON HIS SPURS A LITTLE SONG THAT GAVROCHE AND HIS COMPANIONS OF THE PARIS GUTTERS HAD BEEN SINGING ALL THE WINTER
phonemes: ðə kˈæmpæɡnə wʊd biː ɡˈʊd ɪnˈʌf. hiː wʌz ɪn hˈaɪ spˈɪɹɪts, ænd hiː wʌz sˈɪŋɪŋ ɐ wˈɪkᵻd lˈɪɾəl fɹˈɛntʃ sˈɔŋ æz hɪz mˈæn bˈʌkəld ˌɔn hɪz spˈɜːz, ɐ lˈɪɾəl sˈɔŋ ðæt ɡˈævɹɑːtʃ ænd hɪz kəmpˈæniənz ʌvðə pˈæɹɪs ɡˈʌɾɚz hɐdbɪn sˈɪŋɪŋ ˈɔːl ðə wˈɪntɚ.