text_original: The dawn winds prophesied battles untold. While the Tiger Trees roared of the glories of old, Of the masterful spirits and hard.
text_transcription: THE DAWN WINDS PROPHESIED BATTLES UNTOLD WHILE THE TIGER TREES ROARED OF THE GLORIES OF OLD OF THE MASTERFUL SPIRITS AND HEART
phonemes: ðə dˈɔːn wˈɪndz pɹˈɑːfəsid bˈæɾəlz ʌntˈoʊld. wˌaɪl ðə tˈaɪɡɚ tɹˈiːz ɹˈɔːɹd ʌvðə ɡlˈɔːɹiz ʌv ˈoʊld, ʌvðə mˈæstɚfəl spˈɪɹɪts ænd hˈɑːɹd.