A song of the Southern RiverE. RubbraSince I married the merchant of Ch'üt'angHe has failed each day to keep his word.Had I thought how regular the tide is,I might rather have chosen a riverboy.
← LibraryE. Rubbra · songA song of the Southern RiverSong 4 of 5lyrics: Harold Witter Bynner after Li YiAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongA song of the Southern Riverlyrics: Harold Witter Bynner after Li YiSincesˈɪnsIˈaɪmarriedmˈæɹɪdtheðəmerchantmˈɜːtʃəntofˈɒvCht͡ʃ'üt'angHeˈhiːhashˈæzfailedfˈeɪldeachˈiːtʃdaydˈeɪtotˈuːkeepkˈiːphishˈɪzwordwˈɜːd.HadhˈædIˈaɪthoughtθˈɔːthowhˈaʊregularɹˈɛɡjuːlɐtheðətidetˈaɪdisˈɪz,Iˈaɪmightmˈaɪtratherɹˈɑːðɐhavehəvchosentʃˈəʊzənaeɪ̯riverboy.