Down through the perfume weighted air fluttered the snowy fluffs of the cottonwoods. 
daʊn θɹu ðʌ pɜ˞fjum weɪtɪd ɛɹ flʌtɜ˞d ðʌ snoʊi flʌfs ʌv ðʌ kɑtʌnwʊdz. 
 Indian's voice is very clear and very monotone in this recording with a very close-sounding proximity.