text_original: LA MER A WHITE mist drifts across the shrouds, A wild moon in this wintry sky Gleams like an angry lion's eye Out of a mane of tawny clouds.
text_transcription: LAMIRE A WHITE MIST DRIFTS ACROSS THE SHROUDS A WILD MOON IN THIS WINTRY SKY GLEAMS LIKE AN ANGRY LION'S EYE OUT OF A MANE OF TAWNY CLOUDS
phonemes: ˌɛlˈeɪ ˌɛmˌiːˈɑːɹ ɐ wˈaɪt mˈɪst dɹˈɪfts əkɹˌɑːs ðə ʃɹˈaʊdz, ɐ wˈaɪld mˈuːn ɪn ðɪs wˈɪntɹi skˈaɪ ɡlˈiːmz lˈaɪk ɐn ˈæŋɡɹi lˈaɪənz ˈaɪ ˌaʊɾəv ɐ mˈeɪn ʌv tˈɔːni klˈaʊdz.