text_original: I can see it all, as a dreamer may— The tender smile on your lips that day, And the glow on your cheek as we rode away Into the golden weather.
text_transcription: I CAN SEE IT ALL AS A DREAMER MAY THE TENDER SMILE ON YOUR LIPS THAT DAY AND THE GLOW IN YOUR CHEEKS AS YOU RODE AWAY INTO THE GOLDEN WEATHER
phonemes: aɪ kæn sˈiː ɪɾ ˈɔːl, æz ɐ dɹˈiːmɚ mˈeɪ— ðə tˈɛndɚ smˈaɪl ˌɔn jʊɹ lˈɪps ðæt dˈeɪ, ænd ðə ɡlˈoʊ ˌɔn jʊɹ tʃˈiːk æz wiː ɹˈoʊd ɐwˈeɪ ˌɪntʊ ðə ɡˈoʊldən wˈɛðɚ.