text_original: The homeless winds came rushing down   Oh they were wild and free! And angry for their stolen plain And for their felled pine tree   And angry  angry most of all For that brave bridge of gold! With deep mouthed shout they hurtled down To tear it from its hold   The girders shrieked, the cables strained And shuddered at the roar   Yet, when the winds had passed, the bridge Held firmly as before!
text_transcription: THE HOMELESS WINDS CAME RUSHING DOWN OH THEY WERE WILD AND FREE AND ANGRY FOR THEIR STOLEN PLANE AND FOR THEIR FELLED PINE TREE AND ANGRY ANGRY MOST OF ALL FOR THAT BRAVE BRIDGE OF GOLD WITH DEEP MOUTHED TROUT THEY HURTLED DOWN TO TEAR IT FROM ITS HOLD THE GIRDERS SHRIEKED THE CABLES STRAINED AND SHUDDERED AT THE ROAR YET WHEN THE WINDS HAD PASSED THE BRIDGE HELD FIRMLY AS BEFORE
phonemes: ðə hˈoʊmləs wˈɪndz kˈeɪm ɹˈʌʃɪŋ dˌaʊn ˈoʊ ðeɪ wɜː wˈaɪld ænd fɹˈiː! ænd ˈæŋɡɹi fɔːɹ ðɛɹ stˈoʊlən plˈeɪn ænd fɔːɹ ðɛɹ fˈɛld pˈaɪn tɹˈiː ænd ˈæŋɡɹi ˈæŋɡɹi mˈoʊst əv ˈɔːl fɔːɹ ðæt bɹˈeɪv bɹˈɪdʒ ʌv ɡˈoʊld! wɪð dˈiːp mˈaʊðd ʃˈaʊt ðeɪ hˈɜːɾəld dˌaʊn tə tˈɛɹ ɪt fɹʌm ɪts hˈoʊld ðə ɡˈɜːdɚz ʃɹˈiːkt, ðə kˈeɪbəlz stɹˈeɪnd ænd ʃˈʌdɚd æt ðə ɹˈɔːɹ jˈɛt, wˌɛn ðə wˈɪndz hæd pˈæst, ðə bɹˈɪdʒ hˈɛld fˈɜːmli æz bᵻfˈɔːɹ!