text_original: I will make a hearth fire red and bright And set a light by the window pane For one who follows the trail to night That will bring him home again. Love will ride with him my heart to bless   Joy will out step him across the floor   What matters the great white loneliness When we bar the cabin door?
text_transcription: I WILL MAKE A HEARTH FIRE RED AND BRIGHT AND SET THE LIGHT BY THE WINDOW PANE FOR ONE WHO FOLLOWS THE TRAIL TO NIGHT THAT WILL BRING HIM HOME AGAIN LOVE WILL RIDE WITH HIM MY HEART TO BLESS JOY WILL OUTSTEP HIM ACROSS THE FLOOR WHAT MET US THE GREAT WHITE LONELINESS WHEN WE BAR THE CABIN DOOR
phonemes: aɪ wɪl mˌeɪk ɐ hˈɑːɹθ fˈaɪɚ ɹˈɛd ænd bɹˈaɪt ænd sˈɛt ɐ lˈaɪt baɪ ðə wˈɪndoʊ pˈeɪn fɔːɹ wˈʌn hˌuː fˈɑːloʊz ðə tɹˈeɪl tə nˈaɪt ðæt wɪl bɹˈɪŋ hˌɪm hˈoʊm ɐɡˈɛn. lˈʌv wɪl ɹˈaɪd wɪð hˌɪm maɪ hˈɑːɹt tə blˈɛs dʒˈɔɪ wɪl ˈaʊt stˈɛp hˌɪm əkɹˌɑːs ðə flˈɔːɹ wʌt mˈæɾɚz ðə ɡɹˈeɪt wˈaɪt lˈoʊnlinəs wɛn wiː bˈɑːɹ ðə kˈæbɪn dˈɔːɹ?