text_original: Yet it's joyful to live, and it's hard to be brave When you watch the sun sink and the daylight is going." We are almost there  our last walk on this height   I must bid you good bye at that cross on the mountain.
text_transcription: YE IT'S JOYFUL TO LIVE AND IT'S HARD TO BE BRAVE WHEN YOU WATCH THE SUN SINK AND THE DAYLIGHT IS GOING WE ARE ALMOST THERE OUR LAST WALK ON THIS HEIGHT I MUST BID YOU GOOD BY AT THAT CROSS ON THE MOUNTAIN
phonemes: jˈɛt ɪts dʒˈɔɪfəl tə lˈɪv, ænd ɪts hˈɑːɹd təbi bɹˈeɪv wɛn juː wˈɑːtʃ ðə sˈʌn sˈɪŋk ænd ðə dˈeɪlaɪt ɪz ɡˈoʊɪŋ." wiː ɑːɹ ˈɔːlmoʊst ðɛɹ ˌaʊɚ lˈæst wˈɔːk ˌɔn ðɪs hˈaɪt aɪ mˈʌst bˈɪd juː ɡˈʊd bˈaɪ æt ðæt kɹˈɔs ɔnðə mˈaʊntɪn.