text_original: Woouman, spare that tree! Toueh not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I '11 protect it now. 'T was inv forefathers hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand. Thy axe shall harm it not!
text_transcription: WOODMAN SPARE THAT TREE TOUCH NOT A SINGLE BOUGH IN YOUTH IT SHELTERED ME AND I'LL PROTECT IT NOW TWAS MY FOREFATHER'S HAND THAT PLACED IT NEAR HIS COT THERE WOODMAN LET IT STAND THY EGGS SHALL HARM IT NOT
phonemes: wˈuːjuːmən, spˈɛɹ ðæt tɹˈiː! tˈaʊeɪ nˌɑːɾə sˈɪŋɡəl bˈaʊ! ɪn jˈuːθ ɪt ʃˈɛltɚd mˌiː, ænd aɪ ɪlˈɛvən pɹətˈɛkt ɪt nˈaʊ. tˈiː wʌz ˈɪnv fˈɔːɹfɑːðɚz hˈænd ðæt plˈeɪst ɪt nˌɪɹ hɪz kˈɑːt; ðˈɛɹ, wˈʊdmən, lˈɛt ɪt stˈænd. ðˌaɪ ˈæks ʃˌæl hˈɑːɹm ɪt nˈɑːt!