text_original: One summer day the banks were gay, The Erne in sunshine glancin' there, The big cascade its music play'd And set the salmon dancin' there. Along the green my Joy was seen; Some goddess bright I thought her there; The fishes, too, swam close, to view Her image in the water there.
text_transcription: WHEN SOME A DANKS WERE GAY THE YURNING SUNSHINE GLANCING THERE THE BIG CASCADE ITS MUSIC PLAYED AND SAT A SOMN DANCING THERE ALONG THE GREEN MY JOY WAS SEEN SOME GOD AS BRIDE I THOUGHT HER THERE THE FISHES TOO SWAM CLOSE TO VIEW HER IMAGEAGIN THE WATER THERE
phonemes: wˈʌn sˈʌmɚ dˈeɪ ðə bˈæŋks wɜː ɡˈeɪ, ðɪ ˈɜːn ɪn sˈʌnʃaɪn ɡlˈænsɪn ðˈɛɹ, ðə bˈɪɡ kɐskˈeɪd ɪts mjˈuːzɪk plˈeɪd ænd sˈɛt ðə sˈæmən dˈænsɪn ðˈɛɹ. ɐlˈɔŋ ðə ɡɹˈiːn maɪ dʒˈɔɪ wʌz sˈiːn; sˌʌm ɡˈɑːdəs bɹˈaɪt aɪ θˈɔːt hɜː ðˈɛɹ; ðə fˈɪʃᵻz, tˈuː, swˈæm klˈoʊs, tə vjˈuː hɜːɹ ˈɪmɪdʒ ɪnðə wˈɔːɾɚ ðˈɛɹ.