text_original: I'm forced to leave my salad quite untasted, Some musty, moldy temple to explore. The ices, fruit and coffee all are wasted While into realms of ancient art I soar.
text_transcription: I'M FORCED TO LEAVE MY SALAD QUITE UNTASTED SOME MUSTY MOULDY TEMPLE TO EXPLORE THE ICES FRUIT AND COFFEE ALL ARE WASTED WHILE IN TWO REALMS OF ANCIENT ART I SOAR
phonemes: aɪm fˈɔːɹst tə lˈiːv maɪ sˈæləd kwˈaɪt ʌntˈeɪstᵻd, sˌʌm mˈʌsti, mˈoʊldi tˈɛmpəl tʊ ɛksplˈɔːɹ. ðɪ ˈaɪsᵻz, fɹˈuːt ænd kˈɔfi ˈɔːl ɑːɹ wˈeɪstᵻd wˌaɪl ˌɪntʊ ɹˈɛlmz ʌv ˈeɪntʃənt ˈɑːɹt aɪ sˈɔːɹ.