The fallsJ. Weiss'Tis a steep wood of rocks,With the fern grown everywhere;But with no birds - not a wing!And the falls come down there.
← LibraryJ. Weiss · songThe fallslyrics: Robert FrostAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongThe fallslyrics: Robert Frost'Tistɪzaeɪ̯steepstˈiːpwoodwˈʊdofˈɒvrocksɹˈɒks,Withwˈɪðtheðəfernfˈɜːngrownɡɹˈəʊneverywhereˈɛvɹɪwˌeə;Butbˈʌtwithwˈɪðnonəʊbirdsbˈɜːdz-notnˈɒtaeɪ̯wingwˈɪŋ!Andˈændtheðəfallsfˈɔːlzcomekˈʌmdowndˈaʊnthereðˈeə.