text_original: Now the slow moon brightens in heaven, The stars are ready, the night is here   Oh why must I lose myself to love you, My dear?
text_transcription: NOW THE SLOW MOON BRIGHTENS IN HEAVEN THE STARS ARE READY THE NIGHT IS HERE OH WHY MUST I LOSE MYSELF TO LOVE YOU MY DEAR
phonemes: nˈaʊ ðə slˈoʊ mˈuːn bɹˈaɪʔn̩z ɪn hˈɛvən, ðə stˈɑːɹz ɑːɹ ɹˈɛdi, ðə nˈaɪt ɪz hˈɪɹ ˈoʊ wˌaɪ mˈʌst aɪ lˈuːz maɪsˈɛlf tə lˈʌv juː, maɪ dˈɪɹ?