text_original: So long have the years been, so lonely, As he counts them by Christmases gone. "I am homesick," he murmurs; "if only The Angel would lead the way on. I am cold, in this chill winter weather; Why, Maudie, dear, where have you been?
text_transcription: SO LONG HAVE THE YEARS BEEN SO LONELY AS HE COUNTS THEM BY CHRISTMAS IS GONE I AM HOMESICK HE MURMURS IF ONLY THE ANGEL WOULD LEAD THE WAY ON I AM COLD IN THIS CHILL WINTER WEATHER WHY MAUDIE DEAR WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN
phonemes: sˌoʊ lˈɔŋ hæv ðə jˈɪɹz bˌɪn, sˌoʊ lˈoʊnli, æz hiː kˈaʊnts ðˌɛm baɪ kɹˈɪsməsᵻz ɡˈɔn. "aɪɐm hˈoʊmsɪk," hiː mˈɜːmɚz; "ɪf ˈoʊnli ðɪ ˈeɪndʒəl wʊd lˈiːd ðə wˈeɪ ˈɔn. aɪɐm kˈoʊld, ɪn ðɪs tʃˈɪl wˈɪntɚ wˈɛðɚ; wˈaɪ, mˈɔːdi, dˈɪɹ, wˌɛɹ hˈæv juː bˌɪn?