text_original: At dawn I chant my own weird hymn, And I dabble my hair in the sunset's rim. And I call to the dwellers along the shore With a voice of gramarye evermore.
text_transcription: AT DAWN I CHANT MY OWN WEIRD HYMN AND I DABBLE MY HAIR IN THE SUNSET'S RIM AND I CALL TO THE DWELLERS ALONG THE SHORE WITH A VOICE OF GRAMMARY EVERMORE
phonemes: æt dˈɔːn aɪ tʃˈænt maɪ ˈoʊn wˈɪɹd hˈɪm, ænd aɪ dˈæbəl maɪ hˈɛɹ ɪnðə sˈʌnsɛts ɹˈɪm. ænd aɪ kˈɔːl tə ðə dwˈɛlɚz ɐlˈɔŋ ðə ʃˈɔːɹ wɪð ɐ vˈɔɪs ʌv ɡɹˈæmɚɹi ˌɛvɚmˈɔːɹ.