text_original: You win me with your infant art; But when our play is o'er, The empty cradle in my heart Seems lonelier than before.
text_transcription: YOU WIN ME WITH YOUR INFANT ART BUT WHEN OUR PLAY IS O'ER THE EMPTY CRADLE IN MY HEART SEEMS LONELIER THAN BEFORE
phonemes: juː wˈɪn mˌiː wɪð jʊɹ ˈɪnfənt ˈɑːɹt; bˌʌt wɛn ˌaʊɚ plˈeɪ ɪz ˈɔːɹ, ðɪ ˈɛmpti kɹˈeɪdəl ɪn maɪ hˈɑːɹt sˈiːmz lˈoʊnliɚ ðɐn bᵻfˈɔːɹ.