text_original: The earth has turned its brown to green After three nights of humming rain, And in the valleys peck and preen Linnets with a scarlet stain. High in the mountains all alone The wild swans whistle on the lakes, But I have been as still as stone, My heart sings only when it breaks.
text_transcription: THE EARTH HAS TURNED ITS BROWN TO GREEN AFTER THREE NIGHTS OF HUMMING RAIN AND IN THE VALLEYS PECAN LINNETS WITH A SCARLET STAIN HIGH IN THE MOUNTAINS ALL ALONE THE WILD SWANS WHISTLE ON THE LAKES BUT I HAVE BEEN AS STILL AS STONE MY HEART SINKS ONLY WHEN IT BREAKS
phonemes: ðɪ ˈɜːθ hɐz tˈɜːnd ɪts bɹˈaʊn tə ɡɹˈiːn ˈæftɚ θɹˈiː nˈaɪts ʌv hˈʌmɪŋ ɹˈeɪn, ænd ɪnðə vˈælɪz pˈɛk ænd pɹˈiːn lˈɪnɪts wɪð ɐ skˈɑːɹlɪt stˈeɪn. hˈaɪ ɪnðə mˈaʊntɪnz ˈɔːl ɐlˈoʊn ðə wˈaɪld swˈɑːnz wˈɪsəl ɔnðə lˈeɪks, bˌʌt aɪ hɐvbɪn æz stˈɪl æz stˈoʊn, maɪ hˈɑːɹt sˈɪŋz ˈoʊnli wɛn ɪt bɹˈeɪks.