text_original: Oh my boys, bending over your books, In you is trembling and fusing The creation of a new patterned dream, dream of a generation: And I watch to see the Creator, the power that patterns the dream.
text_transcription: OH MY BOYS BENDING OVER YOUR BOOKS IN YOU IS TREMBLING AND FUSING THE CREATION OF A NEW PATTERN DREAM DREAM OF A GENERATION AND I WATCH TO SEE THE CREATOR THE POWER THAT PATTERNS THE DREAM
phonemes: ˈoʊ maɪ bˈɔɪz, bˈɛndɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ jʊɹ bˈʊks, ɪn juː ɪz tɹˈɛmblɪŋ ænd fjˈuːzɪŋ ðə kɹiːˈeɪʃən əvə nˈuː pˈætɚnd dɹˈiːm, dɹˈiːm əvə dʒˌɛnɚɹˈeɪʃən: ænd aɪ wˈɑːtʃ tə sˈiː ðə kɹiːˈeɪɾɚ, ðə pˈaʊɚ ðæt pˈætɚnz ðə dɹˈiːm.