text_original: With the light o' the dawn in the skies I woke up to my pain, An' I heard like a twitter o' birds, an' a whishperin' sigh, 'Twas himself an' the childher that waited all night for to say their good bye. A dhrame did y' say? Look at here! did y' iver behold The purplety blue of a body that's frozen to death wid the cold ? MAURY'S VISION 9i It's the blue of my lips since the night whin my dead husband kissed My mouth at the dure, sthrainin' out through the moon an' the mist.
text_transcription: WITH THE LIGHT OF THE DAWN IN THE SKIES I WOKE UP TO MY PANE AND I HEARD LIKE A TWITTER OF BIRDS AND THE WHISPERING SIGH TWAS SINCE HELP AND THE CHILDER THAT WAITED ALL NIGHT FOR TO SAY THEIR GOOD BYE A DREAM DID YE SAY LOOK AT HERE DID YE EVER BEHOLD THE PURPLETY BLUE OF A BODY THAT'S FROZEN TO DEATH WITH THE COLD IT'S THE BLUE OF MY LIPS SINCE THE NIGHT WHEN MY DEAD HUSBAND KISSED MY MOUTH AT THE DOOR STRAINING OUT THROUGH THE MOON AND THE MIST
phonemes: wɪððə lˈaɪt ˈoʊ ðə dˈɔːn ɪnðə skˈaɪz aɪ wˈoʊk ˌʌp tə maɪ pˈeɪn, æn aɪ hˈɜːd lˈaɪk ɐ twˈɪɾɚɹ ˈoʊ bˈɜːdz, æn ɐ wˈɪʃpɚɹˌɪn sˈaɪ, twˈɑːz hɪmsˈɛlf æn ðə tʃˈaɪldhɚ ðæt wˈeɪɾᵻd ˈɔːl nˈaɪt fɔːɹ tə sˈeɪ ðɛɹ ɡˈʊd bˈaɪ. ɐ dɹˈeɪm dˈɪd wˈaɪ sˈeɪ? lˈʊk æt hˈɪɹ! dˈɪd wˈaɪ ˈaɪvɚ bᵻhˈoʊld ðə pˈɜːplɪɾi blˈuː əvə bˈɑːdi ðæts fɹˈoʊzən tə dˈɛθ wˈɪd ðə kˈoʊld ? mˈɔːɹiz vˈɪʒən nˈaɪn ˈaɪ ɪts ðə blˈuː ʌv maɪ lˈɪps sˈɪns ðə nˈaɪt wˈɪn maɪ dˈɛd hˈʌsbənd kˈɪst maɪ mˈaʊθ æt ðə dˈʊɹ, ˈɛsθɹˈeɪnɪn ˈaʊt θɹuː ðə mˈuːn æn ðə mˈɪst.