text_original: No matter whence you came, from a palace or a ditch, You're a man, man, man, if you square yourself to life; And no matter what they say, hermit poor or Midas rich, You are nothing but a husk if you sidestep strife.
text_transcription: NO MATTER WHENCE YOU COME FROM A PALACE OR A DITCH YOU'RE A MAN MAN IF YOU SQUARE YOURSELF TO LIFE AND NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY HERMIT POOR OR MIDAS RICH YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A HUSK IF YOUR SIDE STEP STRIVE
phonemes: nˈoʊ mˈæɾɚ wˈɛns juː kˈeɪm, fɹʌm ɐ pˈælɪs ɔːɹ ɐ dˈɪtʃ, jʊɹ ɐ mˈæn, mˈæn, mˈæn, ɪf juː skwˈɛɹ jɔːɹsˈɛlf tə lˈaɪf; ænd nˈoʊ mˈæɾɚ wʌt ðeɪ sˈeɪ, hˈɜːmɪt pˈʊɹ ɔːɹ mˈiːdəz ɹˈɪtʃ, juː ɑːɹ nˈʌθɪŋ bˌʌt ɐ hˈʌsk ɪf juː sˈaɪdstɛp stɹˈaɪf.