text_original: I saw the moon rise clear O'er hills and vales of snow Nor told my fleet reindeer The track I wished to go. Yet quick he bounded forth; For well my reindeer knew I've but one path on earth   The path which leads to you.
text_transcription: I SAW THE MOON RISE CLEAR OVER HILLS AND VEILS OF SNOW NOT ALL MY FEET REINDEER THE TRACK I WISHED TO GO YET QUICK HE BOUNDED FORTH FOR WHILE MY REINDEER KNEW I'VE BUT ONE PATH ON EARTH THE PATH WHICH LEADS TO YOU
phonemes: aɪ sˈɔː ðə mˈuːn ɹˈaɪz klˈɪɹ ˈɔːɹ hˈɪlz ænd vˈeɪlz ʌv snˈoʊ nˈɔːɹ tˈoʊld maɪ flˈiːt ɹˈeɪndɪɹ ðə tɹˈæk aɪ wˈɪʃt tə ɡˈoʊ. jˈɛt kwˈɪk hiː bˈaʊndᵻd fˈɔːɹθ; fɔːɹ wˈɛl maɪ ɹˈeɪndɪɹ nˈuː aɪv bˌʌt wˈʌn pˈæθ ˌɔn ˈɜːθ ðə pˈæθ wˌɪtʃ lˈiːdz tə juː.