text_original: What would you have done, I wonder, Had I gone on my knees to you And told you my passionate story, There in the dusk and the dew? My burning, burdensome story, Hidden and hushed so long   My story of hopeless loving   Say, would you have thought it wrong?
text_transcription: WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE I WONDER HAD I GONE ON MY KNEES TO YOU AND TOLD YOU MY PASSIONATE STORY THERE IN THE DUSK AND THE DEW MY BURNING BURDENSOME STORY HIDDEN AND HUSHED SO LONG MY STORY OF HOPELESS LOVING SAY WOULD YOU HAVE THOUGHT IT WRONG
phonemes: wˌʌt wʊd juː hæv dˈʌn, aɪ wˈʌndɚ, hæd aɪ ɡɔn ˌɔn maɪ nˈiːz tə juː ænd tˈoʊld juː maɪ pˈæʃənət stˈɔːɹi, ðɛɹ ɪnðə dˈʌsk ænd ðə dˈuː? maɪ bˈɜːnɪŋ, bˈɜːdənsˌʌm stˈɔːɹi, hˈɪdən ænd hˈʌʃt sˌoʊ lˈɔŋ maɪ stˈɔːɹi ʌv hˈoʊpləs lˈʌvɪŋ sˈeɪ, wʊd juː hæv θˈɔːt ɪt ɹˈɔŋ?