text_original: How strange it should be that this beautiful snow Should fall on a sinner with nowhere to go! How strange it would be, when the night comes again, If the snow and the ice struck my desperate brain!
text_transcription: HOW STRANGE IT SHOULD BE THAT THIS BEAUTIFUL SNOW SHOULD FALL ON A SINNER WITH NOWHERE TO GO HOW STRANGE IT WOULD BE WHEN THE NIGHT COMES AGAIN IF THE SNOW AND THE ICE STRUCK MY DESPERATE BRAIN
phonemes: hˌaʊ stɹˈeɪndʒ ɪt ʃˌʊd biː ðæt ðɪs bjˈuːɾifəl snˈoʊ ʃˌʊd fˈɔːl ˌɔn ɐ sˈɪnɚ wɪð nˈoʊwɛɹ tə ɡˈoʊ! hˌaʊ stɹˈeɪndʒ ɪt wʊd bˈiː, wˌɛn ðə nˈaɪt kˈʌmz ɐɡˈɛn, ɪf ðə snˈoʊ ænd ðɪ ˈaɪs stɹˈʌk maɪ dˈɛspɚɹət bɹˈeɪn!