text_original: "The wonderful western land; in dreams I have seen its prairies green, and gleams Of its shining waterfalls, valleys fair, And a voice in my dreams has called me there Where man is a man, and not a clod, And must bend the knee to none but God.
text_transcription: THE WONDERFUL WESTERN LAND IN DREAMS I HAVE SEEN ITS PRAIRIES GREEN AND GLEAMS OF ITS SHINING WATERFALLS VALLEYS FAIR AND A VOICE IN MY DREAMS HAS CALLED ME THERE WHERE MAN IS MAN AND NOT A CLOD AND MUST BEND THE KNEE TO NONE BUT GOD
phonemes: "ðə wˈʌndɚfəl wˈɛstɚn lˈænd; ɪn dɹˈiːmz aɪ hæv sˈiːn ɪts pɹˈɛɹiz ɡɹˈiːn, ænd ɡlˈiːmz ʌv ɪts ʃˈaɪnɪŋ wˈɔːɾɚfˌɔːlz, vˈælɪz fˈɛɹ, ænd ɐ vˈɔɪs ɪn maɪ dɹˈiːmz hɐz kˈɔːld mˌiː ðɛɹ wˌɛɹ mˈæn ɪz ɐ mˈæn, ænd nˌɑːɾə klˈɑːd, ænd mˈʌst bˈɛnd ðə nˈiː tə nˈʌn bˌʌt ɡˈɑːd.