Falling snowJ. FoxThe snow whispers about me,And my wooden clogsLeave holes behind me in the snow.But no one will pass this waySeeking my footsteps,And when the temple bell rings againThey will be covered and gone.
← LibraryJ. Fox · songFalling snowlyrics: Amy LowellAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongFalling snowlyrics: Amy LowellTheðəsnowsnˈəʊwhisperswˈɪspəzaboutɐbˈaʊtmemˈiː,AndˈændmymˈaɪwoodenwˈʊdənclogsklˈɒɡzLeavelˈiːvholeshˈəʊlzbehindbɪhˈaɪndmemˈiːinˈɪntheðəsnowsnˈəʊ.ButbˈʌtnonəʊonewˈɒnwillwˈɪlpasspˈɑːsthisðˈɪswaywˈeɪSeekingsˈiːkɪŋmymˈaɪfootstepsfˈʊtstɛps,AndˈændwhenwˈɛntheðətempletˈɛmpəlbellbˈɛlringsɹˈɪŋzagainɐɡˈɛnTheyðˈeɪwillwˈɪlbebˈiːcoveredkˈʌvədandˈændgoneɡˈɒn.