text_original: I Remembered There never was a mood of mine, Gay or heart broken, luminous or dull, But you could ease me of its fever And give it back to me more beautiful.
text_transcription: I REMEMBERED THERE NEVER WAS A MOOD OF MINE GAY OR HEARTBROKEN LUMINOUS OR DULL BUT YOU COULD EASE ME OF ITS FEVER AND GIVE IT BACK TO ME MORE BEAUTIFUL
phonemes: aɪ ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd ðɛɹ nˈɛvɚ wʌzɐ mˈuːd ʌv mˈaɪn, ɡˈeɪ ɔːɹ hˈɑːɹt bɹˈoʊkən, lˈuːmɪnəs ɔːɹ dˈʌl, bˌʌt juː kʊd ˈiːz mˌiː ʌv ɪts fˈiːvɚ ænd ɡˈɪv ɪt bˈæk tə mˌiː mˈɔːɹ bjˈuːɾifəl.