text_original: THE corn has turned from grey to red, Since first my spirit wandered forth From the drear cities of the north, And to Italia's mountains fled.
text_transcription: THE CORN HAS TURNED FROM GREY TO RED SINCE FIRST MY SPIRIT WANDERED FORTH FROM THE DREAR CITIES OF THE NORTH AND TO ITALIA'S MOUNTAINS FLED
phonemes: ðə kˈɔːɹn hɐz tˈɜːnd fɹʌm ɡɹˈeɪ tə ɹˈɛd, sˈɪns fˈɜːst maɪ spˈɪɹɪt wˈɔndɚd fˈɔːɹθ fɹʌmðə dɹˈɪɹ sˈɪɾiz ʌvðə nˈɔːɹθ, ænd tʊ ɪtˈæliəz mˈaʊntɪnz flˈɛd.