The warningIna BottelierJust now,Out of the strangeStill dusk... as strange, as still...A white moth flew... Why am I grownSo cold?
← LibraryIna Bottelier · songThe warningThe warning by Ina Bottelier with libretto, IPA, translation, and study tools.Audio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongThe warningIna BottelierJustdʒˈʌstnownˈaʊ,OutˈaʊtofˈɒvtheðəstrangestɹˈeɪndʒStillstˈɪlduskdˈʌsk...asəzstrangestɹˈeɪndʒ,asəzstillstˈɪl...Aeɪ̯whitewˈaɪtmothmɒθflewflˈuː...WhywˈaɪaməmIˈaɪgrownɡɹˈəʊnSosˈəʊcoldkˈəʊld?