text_original: It is the hour When from each flower The wind woos fragrances   Would, would you were the flower, love, And I the wind to breathe above, To breathe above and kiss, My love, To breathe above and kiss.
text_transcription: IT IS THE HOUR WHEN FROM EACH FLOWER THE WIND WOOES FRAGRANCES WOULD WOULD YOU WERE THE FLOWER LOVE AND I THE WIND TO BREATHE ABOVE TO BREATHE ABOVE AND KISS MY LOVE TO BREATHE ABOVE AND KISS
phonemes: ɪɾ ɪz ðɪ ˈaʊɚ wɛn fɹʌm ˈiːtʃ flˈaʊɚ ðə wˈɪnd wˈuːz fɹˈeɪɡɹənsᵻz wˈʊd, wʊd juː wɜː ðə flˈaʊɚ, lˈʌv, ænd aɪ ðə wˈɪnd tə bɹˈiːð əbˈʌv, tə bɹˈiːð əbˌʌv ænd kˈɪs, maɪ lˈʌv, tə bɹˈiːð əbˌʌv ænd kˈɪs.