text_original: In many another soul I broke the bread, And drank the wine and played the happy guest, But I was lonely, I remembered you; The heart belongs to him who knew it best.
text_transcription: IN MANY ANOTHER SOUL I BROKE THE BREAD AND DRANK THE WINE AND PLAYED THE HAPPY GUEST BUT I WAS LONELY I REMEMBERED YOU THE HEART BELONGS TO HIM WHO KNEW IT BEST
phonemes: ɪn mˈɛni ɐnˈʌðɚ sˈoʊl aɪ bɹˈoʊk ðə bɹˈɛd, ænd dɹˈæŋk ðə wˈaɪn ænd plˈeɪd ðə hˈæpi ɡˈɛst, bˌʌt aɪ wʌz lˈoʊnli, aɪ ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd juː; ðə hˈɑːɹt bᵻlˈɔŋz tə hˌɪm hˌuː nˈuː ɪt bˈɛst.