text_original: The Nights Remember The days remember and the nights remember The kingly hours that once you made so great, Deep in my heart they lie, hidden in their splendor, Buried like sovereigns in their robes of state.
text_transcription: THE NIGHTS REMEMBER THE DAYS REMEMBER AND THE NIGHTS REMEMBER THE KINGLY HOURS THAT ONCE YOU MADE SO GREAT DEEP IN MY HEART THEY LIE HIDDEN IN THEIR SPLENDOUR BURIED LIKE SOVEREIGNS IN THEIR ROBES OF STATE
phonemes: ðə nˈaɪts ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðə dˈeɪz ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ænd ðə nˈaɪts ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðə kˈɪŋli ˈaʊɚz ðæt wˈʌns juː mˌeɪd sˌoʊ ɡɹˈeɪt, dˈiːp ɪn maɪ hˈɑːɹt ðeɪ lˈaɪ, hˈɪdən ɪn ðɛɹ splˈɛndɚ, bˈɛɹid lˈaɪk sˈɑːvɚɹˌɪnz ɪn ðɛɹ ɹˈoʊbz ʌv stˈeɪt.