text_original: I was a queen, the daughter of a king. The crown was never heavy on my head, It was my right, and was a part of me. The women thought me proud, the men were kind, And bowed right gallantly to kiss my hand, And watched me as I passed them calmly by, Along the halls I shall not tread again.
text_transcription: I WAS A QUEEN THE DAUGHTER OF A KING THE CROWN WAS NEVER HEAVY ON MY HEAD IT WAS MY RIGHT AND WAS A PART OF ME THE WOMEN THOUGHT ME PROUD THE MEN WERE KIND AND BOWED RIGHT GALLANTLY TO KISS MY HAND AND WATCHED ME AS I PASSED THEM CALMLY BY ALONG THE HALLS I SHALL NOT TREAD AGAIN
phonemes: aɪ wʌzɐ kwˈiːn, ðə dˈɔːɾɚɹ əvə kˈɪŋ. ðə kɹˈaʊn wʌz nˈɛvɚ hˈɛvi ˌɔn maɪ hˈɛd, ɪt wʌz maɪ ɹˈaɪt, ænd wʌzɐ pˈɑːɹt ʌv mˌiː. ðə wˈɪmɪn θˈɔːt mˌiː pɹˈaʊd, ðə mˈɛn wɜː kˈaɪnd, ænd bˈaʊd ɹˈaɪt ɡˈæləntli tə kˈɪs maɪ hˈænd, ænd wˈɑːtʃt mˌiː æz aɪ pˈæst ðˌɛm kˈɑːmli bˈaɪ, ɐlˈɔŋ ðə hˈɔːlz aɪʃˌɐl nˌɑːt tɹˈɛd ɐɡˈɛn.