text_original: And always there was the buzz of flies swarming in the sunlight of the open doorway, the dry rustle of the pollarded lime trees in the sharp wind outside, the bleating of some released ewe, upset at her own nakedness, the scrape and shuffle of heels and sheep's limbs on the floor, together with the "click clip, click clip" of the shears.
text_transcription: AND ALWAYS THERE WAS THE BUZZ OF FLIES SWARMING IN THE SUNLIGHT OF THE OPEN DOORWAY THE DRY RUSTLE OF THE POLLARDIED LIME TREES IN THE SHARP WIND OUTSIDE THE BLEATING OF SOME RELEASED HUE UPSET AT HER OWN NAKEDNESS THE SCRAPE AND SHUFFLE OF HEELS AND SHEEP'S LIMBS ON THE FLOOR TOGETHER WITH THE CLICK CLIP CLICK CLIP OF THE SHEARS
phonemes: ænd ˈɔːlweɪz ðɛɹwˌʌz ðə bˈʌz ʌv flˈaɪz swˈɔːɹmɪŋ ɪnðə sˈʌnlaɪt ʌvðɪ ˈoʊpən dˈɔːɹweɪ, ðə dɹˈaɪ ɹˈʌsəl ʌvðə pˈɑːlɑːɹdᵻd lˈaɪm tɹˈiːz ɪnðə ʃˈɑːɹp wˈɪnd aʊtsˈaɪd, ðə blˈiːɾɪŋ ʌv sˌʌm ɹᵻlˈiːst jˈuː, ʌpsˈɛt æt hɜːɹ ˈoʊn nˈeɪkᵻdnəs, ðə skɹˈeɪp ænd ʃˈʌfəl ʌv hˈiːlz ænd ʃˈiːps lˈɪmz ɔnðə flˈɔːɹ, təɡˈɛðɚ wɪððə "klˈɪk klˈɪp, klˈɪk klˈɪp" ʌvðə ʃˈɪɹz.