text_original: But the sun stood still on the waves as we passed from the fading shores, And shone on our boat's red bulwarks and the golden blades of the oars, And it seemed as we steered for the sunset that we passed through a twilight sea, From the gloom of a world forgotten to the light of a world to be.
text_transcription: BUT THE SUN STOOD STILL ON THE WAVES AS WE PASSED FROM THE FADING SHORES AND SHONE ON OUR BOAT'S RED BULWARKS AND THE GOLDEN BLADES OF THE OARS AND IT SEEMED AS WE STEERED FOR THE SUNSET THAT WE PASSED THROUGH A TWILIGHT SEA FROM THE GLOOM OF A WORLD FORGOTTEN TO THE LIGHT OF A WORD TO BE
phonemes: bˌʌt ðə sˈʌn stˈʊd stˈɪl ɔnðə wˈeɪvz æz wiː pˈæst fɹʌmðə fˈeɪdɪŋ ʃˈɔːɹz, ænd ʃˈɑːn ˌɔn ˌaʊɚ bˈoʊts ɹˈɛd bˈʊlwɔːɹks ænd ðə ɡˈoʊldən blˈeɪdz ʌvðɪ ˈɔːɹz, ænd ɪt sˈiːmd æz wiː stˈɪɹd fɚðə sˈʌnsɛt ðæt wiː pˈæst θɹuː ɐ twˈaɪlaɪt sˈiː, fɹʌmðə ɡlˈuːm əvə wˈɜːld fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩ tə ðə lˈaɪt əvə wˈɜːld tə bˈiː.