text_original: My words rehearsed, my songs new sung, Are lost beneath this fierce suspense, I cannot sound with human tongue My heart's insurgent eloquence, Now of your lips, now of your eyes, Now of your falling melodies
text_transcription: MY WORDS REHEARSED MY SONGS NEW SUNG ARE LOST BENEATH THIS FIERCE SUSPENSE I CANNOT SOUND WITH HUMAN TONGUE MY HEART'S INSURGENT ELOQUENCE NOW OF YOUR LIPS NOW OF YOUR EYES NOW OF YOUR FALLING MELODIES
phonemes: maɪ wˈɜːdz ɹᵻhˈɜːst, maɪ sˈɔŋz nˈuː sˈʌŋ, ɑːɹ lˈɔst bᵻnˌiːθ ðɪs fˈɪɹs səspˈɛns, aɪ kænˈɑːt sˈaʊnd wɪð hjˈuːmən tˈʌŋ maɪ hˈɑːɹts ɪnsˈɜːdʒənt ˈɛləkwəns, nˈaʊ ʌv jʊɹ lˈɪps, nˈaʊ ʌv jʊɹ ˈaɪz, nˈaʊ ʌv jʊɹ fˈɔːlɪŋ mˈɛlədiz