One fish, two fish, three fish four; five, six, seven fish, There come more! Moti awoke from his nap and joined Bucki in counting. Eight fish swimming, Nine fish green; Ten looks big, Is she a queen? Hello! Yellow eleven! I'm Bucki, the blue! Counting is such fun, Can you do it too? 
wʌn fɪʃ, tu fɪʃ, θɹi fɪʃ fɔɹ; faɪv, sɪks, sɛvʌn fɪʃ, ðɛɹ kʌm mɔɹ! moʊti ʌwoʊk fɹʌm hɪz næp ʌnd dʒɔɪnd  ɪn kaʊntɪŋ. eɪt fɪʃ swɪmɪŋ, naɪn fɪʃ ɡɹin; tɛn lʊks bɪɡ, ɪz ʃi ʌ kwin? hʌloʊ! jɛloʊ ɪlɛvʌn! aɪ'ɛm , ðʌ blu! kaʊntɪŋ ɪz sʌtʃ fʌn, kæn ju du ɪt tu? 
 Indian speaks slightly slowly in a quiet and clear environment with very close-sounding reverberation, maintaining a monotone tone.