text_original: When the first birds sing We can hear them, dear, And in early spring There are snowdrops here. For the flowers love him That lies below, And ever above him The daisies grow.
text_transcription: WHEN THE FIRST BIRDS SING WE CAN HEAR THEM DEAR AND IN EARLY SPRING THERE ARE SNOWDROPS HERE FOR THE FLOWERS LOVE HIM THAT LIES BELOW AND EVER ABOVE HIM THE DAISIES GROW
phonemes: wˌɛn ðə fˈɜːst bˈɜːdz sˈɪŋ wiː kæn hˈɪɹ ðˌɛm, dˈɪɹ, ænd ɪn ˈɜːli spɹˈɪŋ ðɛɹˌɑːɹ snˈoʊdɹɑːps hˈɪɹ. fɚðə flˈaʊɚz lˈʌv hˌɪm ðæt lˈaɪz bᵻlˈoʊ, ænd ˈɛvɚɹ əbˌʌv hˌɪm ðə dˈeɪziz ɡɹˈoʊ.