text_original: " To wander and wander while life remains, And never to find me a place of rest, — For the blood of the race flows through my veins That wandered away to the unknown west.
text_transcription: TO WANDER AND WANDER WHILE LIFE REMAINS AND NEVER TO FIND ME A PLACE OF REST FOR THE BLOOD OF THE RACE FLOWS THROUGH MY VEINS THAT WANDERED AWAY TO THE UNKNOWN WEST
phonemes: " tə wˈɔndɚ ænd wˈɔndɚ wˌaɪl lˈaɪf ɹᵻmˈeɪnz, ænd nˈɛvɚ tə fˈaɪnd mˌiː ɐ plˈeɪs ʌv ɹˈɛst, — fɚðə blˈʌd ʌvðə ɹˈeɪs flˈoʊz θɹuː maɪ vˈeɪnz ðæt wˈɔndɚd ɐwˈeɪ tə ðɪ ʌnnˈoʊn wˈɛst.