text_original: 1881. AFTER HEINE The leaves are falling, falling, The yellow treetops wave, Ah, all delight and beauty Is drawing to the grave.
text_transcription: AFTER HEINE THE LEAVES ARE FALLING FALLING THE YELLOW TREE TOPS WAVE AH ALL DELIGHT AND BEAUTY IS DRAWING TO THE GRAVE
phonemes: wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd ˈeɪthˈʌndɹɪd ˈeɪɾi wˈʌn. ˈæftɚ hˈaɪn ðə lˈiːvz ɑːɹ fˈɔːlɪŋ, fˈɔːlɪŋ, ðə jˈɛloʊ tɹˈiːtɑːps wˈeɪv, ˈɑː, ˈɔːl dᵻlˈaɪt ænd bjˈuːɾi ɪz dɹˈɔːɪŋ tə ðə ɡɹˈeɪv.