text_original: Oh, Warder of Gates, in the far away land, This little black dog should you see, Throw wide your doors that this faithful friend May enter, and wait for me.
text_transcription: O WARDER OF GATES IN THE FAR AWAY LAND THIS LITTLE BLACK DOG SHOULD YOU SEE THROW WIDE YOUR DOORS THAT THIS FAITHFUL FRIEND MAY ENTER AND WAIT FOR ME
phonemes: ˈoʊ, wˈɔːɹdɚɹ ʌv ɡˈeɪts, ɪnðə fˈɑːɹ ɐwˈeɪ lˈænd, ðɪs lˈɪɾəl blˈæk dˈɑːɡ ʃˌʊd juː sˈiː, θɹˈoʊ wˈaɪd jʊɹ dˈɔːɹz ðæt ðɪs fˈeɪθfəl fɹˈɛnd mˈeɪ ˈɛntɚ, ænd wˈeɪt fɔːɹ mˌiː.