text_original: And I will live with Delight! I will know what the children know When they dance along with the April wind To find where the catkins grow! I will dream the old, old dreams, And look for pixie and fay In shadowy woods  and out on the hills   As we did but yesterday.
text_transcription: AND I WILL LIVE WITH DELIGHT I WILL KNOW WHAT THE CHILDREN KNOW WHEN THEY DANCE ALONG WITH THE APRIL WIND TO FIND WHERE THE CATKINS GROW I WILL DREAM THE OLD OLD DREAMS AND LOOK FOR PIXY AND FAY IN SHADOWY WOODS AND OUT ON THE HILLS AS WE DID BUT YESTERDAY
phonemes: ænd aɪ wɪl lˈɪv wɪð dᵻlˈaɪt! aɪ wɪl nˈoʊ wʌt ðə tʃˈɪldɹən nˈoʊ wɛn ðeɪ dˈæns ɐlˈɔŋ wɪððɪ ˈeɪpɹəl wˈɪnd tə fˈaɪnd wˌɛɹ ðə kˈætkɪnz ɡɹˈoʊ! aɪ wɪl dɹˈiːm ðɪ ˈoʊld, ˈoʊld dɹˈiːmz, ænd lˈʊk fɔːɹ pˈɪksi ænd fˈeɪ ɪn ʃˈædoʊi wˈʊdz ænd ˈaʊt ɔnðə hˈɪlz æz wiː dˈɪd bˌʌt jˈɛstɚdˌeɪ.