text_original: Leafy lanes and gentle skies and little fields all green, This was the world I came from when I fared across the sea   The mansion and the village and the farmhouse in between, Never any room for more, never room for me!
text_transcription: LEAFY LANES AND GENTLE SKIES AND LITTLE FIELDS ALL GREEN THIS WAS THE WORLD I CAME FROM WHEN I FARED ACROSS THE SEA THE MANSION AND THE VILLAGE AND THE FARMHOUS IN BETWEEN NEVER ANY ROOM FOR MORE NEVER ROOM FOR ME
phonemes: lˈiːfi lˈeɪnz ænd dʒˈɛntəl skˈaɪz ænd lˈɪɾəl fˈiːldz ˈɔːl ɡɹˈiːn, ðɪs wʌzðə wˈɜːld aɪ kˈeɪm fɹʌm wɛn aɪ fˈɛɹd əkɹˌɑːs ðə sˈiː ðə mˈænʃən ænd ðə vˈɪlɪdʒ ænd ðə fˈɑːɹmhaʊs ɪn bᵻtwˈiːn, nˈɛvɚɹ ˌɛni ɹˈuːm fɔːɹ mˈɔːɹ, nˈɛvɚ ɹˈuːm fɔːɹ mˌiː!