text_original: The work of the sun is slow, But as sure as heaven, we know; So we'll not forget, When the skies are wet, There's green grass under the snow.
text_transcription: THE WORK OF THE SUN IS SLOW BUT AS SURE AS HEAVEN WE KNOW SO WE'LL NOT FORGET WHEN THE SKIES ARE WET THERE'S GREEN GRASS UNDER THE SNOW
phonemes: ðə wˈɜːk ʌvðə sˈʌn ɪz slˈoʊ, bˌʌt æz ʃˈʊɹ æz hˈɛvən, wiː nˈoʊ; sˌoʊ wiːl nˌɑːt fɚɡˈɛt, wˌɛn ðə skˈaɪz ɑːɹ wˈɛt, ðɛɹz ɡɹˈiːn ɡɹˈæs ˌʌndɚ ðə snˈoʊ.