text_original: In lily vales the virgins Are waiting now for thee, "Arise my love, my fair one, Arise, and follow Me." * * * * * Hush! softly in the distance, I hear the nuns' sweet song, 'Tis floating through the Cloister, Its fretted roofs along.
text_transcription: IN LILY VALES THE VIRGINS ARE WAITING NOW FOR THEE ARISE MY LOVE MY FAIR ONE ARISE AND FOLLOW ME HUSH SOFTLY IN THE DISTANCE I HEAR THE NUN'S SWEET SONG THIS FLOATING THROUGH THE CLOISTER ITS FRETTED ROOFS ALONG
phonemes: ɪn lˈɪli vˈeɪlz ðə vˈɜːdʒɪnz ɑːɹ wˈeɪɾɪŋ nˈaʊ fɔːɹ ðˈiː, "ɚɹˈaɪz maɪ lˈʌv, maɪ fˈɛɹ wˌʌn, ɚɹˈaɪz, ænd fˈɑːloʊ mˌiː." ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk hˈʌʃ! sˈɔftli ɪnðə dˈɪstəns, aɪ hˈɪɹ ðə nˈʌnz swˈiːt sˈɔŋ, tˈɪz flˈoʊɾɪŋ θɹuː ðə klˈɔɪstɚ, ɪts fɹˈɛɾᵻd ɹˈuːfs ɐlˈɔŋ.