text_original: Chasing, Laughing, Hurrying by, It lights up the face and it sparkles the eye; And even the dogs, with a bark and a bound, Snap at the crystals that eddy around. The town is alive, and its heart in a glow, To welcome the coming of beautiful snow.
text_transcription: CHASING LAUGHING HURRYING BY IT LIGHTS UP THE FACE AND IT SPARKLES THE EYE AND EVEN THE DOGS WITH THE BARK AND A BOUND SNAP AT THE CRYSTALS THAT EDDY AROUND THE TOWN IS ALIVE AND ITS HEART IN A GLOW TO WELCOME THE COMING OF BEAUTIFUL SNOW
phonemes: tʃˈeɪsɪŋ, lˈæfɪŋ, hˈɜːɹiɪŋ bˈaɪ, ɪt lˈaɪts ˌʌp ðə fˈeɪs ænd ɪt spˈɑːɹkəlz ðɪ ˈaɪ; ænd ˈiːvən ðə dˈɑːɡz, wɪð ɐ bˈɑːɹk ænd ɐ bˈaʊnd, snˈæp æt ðə kɹˈɪstəlz ðæt ˈɛdi ɚɹˈaʊnd. ðə tˈaʊn ɪz ɐlˈaɪv, ænd ɪts hˈɑːɹt ɪn ɐ ɡlˈoʊ, tə wˈɛlkʌm ðə kˈʌmɪŋ ʌv bjˈuːɾifəl snˈoʊ.