text_original: The voices and laughter in the meadow grew fainter and fainter; they were going away from the turmoil into a world of peace.
text_transcription: THE VOICES AND LAUGHTER IN THE MEADOW GREW FAINTER AND FAINTER THEY WERE GOING AWAY FROM THE TURMOIL INTO A WORLD OF PEACE
phonemes: ðə vˈɔɪsᵻz ænd lˈæftɚɹ ɪnðə mˈɛdoʊ ɡɹˈuː fˈeɪntɚ ænd fˈeɪntɚ; ðeɪ wɜː ɡˌoʊɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌmðə tˈɜːmɔɪl ˌɪntʊ ɐ wˈɜːld ʌv pˈiːs.