text_original: LIEBESLIEDER LIEBESLIED Like a frail shell on the breast of the ocean Sways now my heart to the rhythm of thine! Cradled, is borne on the crest of emotion, Sinks in the deep of a languor divine!
text_transcription: K PASSIONA LIBER'S LEAD LIKE A FRAIL SHELL ON THE BREAST OF THE OCEAN SWAYS NOW MY HEART TO THE RHYTHM OF THINE CRADLED IS BORN ON THE CREST OF EMOTION SINKS IN THE DEEP OF A LANGUOR DIVINE
phonemes: lˈiːbɪslˌɪdɚ lˈiːbɛslid lˈaɪk ɐ fɹˈeɪl ʃˈɛl ɔnðə bɹˈɛst ʌvðɪ ˈoʊʃən swˈeɪz nˈaʊ maɪ hˈɑːɹt tə ðə ɹˈɪðəm ʌv ðˈaɪn! kɹˈeɪdəld, ɪz bˈɔːɹn ɔnðə kɹˈɛst ʌv ɪmˈoʊʃən, sˈɪŋks ɪnðə dˈiːp əvə lˈæŋɡjuːɚ dᵻvˈaɪn!