text_original: "Three times in the nights of summer, Nine times in the nights of autumn, Boil the waters to the tree tops, Roll and tumble to the mountain, Through the red ball's force and fury; Hurls the pike upon the pastures, To the mountain cliffs, the salmon, Where the ocean dwellers wonder, Long reflect and well consider How to still the angry waters.
text_transcription: THREE TIMES IN THE NIGHTS OF SUMMER NINE TIMES IN THE NIGHTS OF AUTUMNS BOIL THE WATERS TO THE TREE TOPS ROLL AND TUMBLE TO THE MOUNTAIN THROUGH THE RED BULL'S FORCE AND FURY HURLS THE PIKE UP ON THE PASTURES TO THE MOUNTAIN CLIFFS THE SALMON WHERE THE OCEAN DWELLERS WONDER LONG REFLECT AND WELL CONSIDER HOW TO SAIL THE ANGRY WATERS
phonemes: "θɹˈiː tˈaɪmz ɪnðə nˈaɪts ʌv sˈʌmɚ, nˈaɪn tˈaɪmz ɪnðə nˈaɪts ʌv ˈɔːɾʌm, bˈɔɪl ðə wˈɔːɾɚz tə ðə tɹˈiː tˈɑːps, ɹˈoʊl ænd tˈʌmbəl tə ðə mˈaʊntɪn, θɹuː ðə ɹˈɛd bˈɔːlz fˈɔːɹs ænd fjˈʊɹɹi; hˈɜːlz ðə pˈaɪk əpˌɑːn ðə pˈæstʃɚz, tə ðə mˈaʊntɪn klˈɪfs, ðə sˈæmən, wˌɛɹ ðɪ ˈoʊʃən dwˈɛlɚz wˈʌndɚ, lˈɔŋ ɹᵻflˈɛkt ænd wˈɛl kənsˈɪdɚ hˌaʊ tə stˈɪl ðɪ ˈæŋɡɹi wˈɔːɾɚz.