text_original: Leaning on my shoulder, she led me through a little bedroom in the rear into a tiny garden court beyond, a court teeming with lavish colors and redolent with the scent of flowers.
text_transcription: LEANING ON MY SHOULDER SHE LED ME THROUGH A LITTLE BEDROOM IN THE REAR INTO A TINY GARDEN COURT BEYOND A COURT TEEMING WITH LAVISH COLORS AND REGULENT WITH THE SCENT OF FLOWERS
phonemes: lˈiːnɪŋ ˌɔn maɪ ʃˈoʊldɚ, ʃiː lˈɛd mˌiː θɹuː ɐ lˈɪɾəl bˈɛdɹuːm ɪnðə ɹˈɪɹ ˌɪntʊ ɐ tˈaɪni ɡˈɑːɹdən kˈɔːɹt bᵻjˈɔnd, ɐ kˈɔːɹt tˈiːmɪŋ wɪð lˈævɪʃ kˈʌlɚz ænd ɹˈɛdələnt wɪððə sˈɛnt ʌv flˈaʊɚz.