As he started to cut the tree, a Yaksha living on that tree said, weaver, this tree is my home. 
æz hi stɑɹtɪd tu kʌt ðʌ tɹi, ʌ  lɪvɪŋ ɑn ðæt tɹi sɛd, wivɜ˞, ðɪs tɹi ɪz maɪ hoʊm. 
 Indan speaks with a monotone voice at a moderate speed in a room with clear and close-sounding acoustics.