text_original: Long she bore her weight of trouble, Many morns she suffered anguish, Till at last she leaves the desert, Makes her couch within the forest, On a rock upon the mountain; Labors long to leave her burden By the mountain springs and fountains, By the crystal waters flowing, By the sacred stream and whirlpool, By the cataract and fire stream; But her burden does not lighten.
text_transcription: LONG SHE BORE HER WEIGHT OF TROUBLE MANY MORNS SHE SUFFERED ANGUISH TILL AT LAST SHE LEADS THE DESERT MAKES HER COUCH WITHIN THE FOREST ON A ROCK UPON THE MOUNTAIN LABOURS LONG TO LEAVE HER BURDEN BY THE MOUNTAIN SPRINGS AND FOUNTAINS BY THE CRYSTAL WATERS FLOWING BY THE SACRED STREAM AND WHIRLPOOL BY THE CATARACT AND FIRE STREAM BUT HER BURDEN DOES NOT LIGHTEN
phonemes: lˈɔŋ ʃiː bˈɔːɹ hɜː wˈeɪt ʌv tɹˈʌbəl, mˈɛni mˈɔːɹnz ʃiː sˈʌfɚd ˈæŋɡwɪʃ, tˈɪl æt lˈæst ʃiː lˈiːvz ðə dˈɛzɚt, mˌeɪks hɜː kˈaʊtʃ wɪðˌɪn ðə fˈɔːɹɪst, ˌɔn ɐ ɹˈɑːk əpˌɑːn ðə mˈaʊntɪn; lˈeɪbɚz lˈɔŋ tə lˈiːv hɜː bˈɜːdən baɪ ðə mˈaʊntɪn spɹˈɪŋz ænd fˈaʊntɪnz, baɪ ðə kɹˈɪstəl wˈɔːɾɚz flˈoʊɪŋ, baɪ ðə sˈeɪkɹɪd stɹˈiːm ænd wˈɜːlpuːl, baɪ ðə kˈæɾɐɹˌækt ænd fˈaɪɚ stɹˈiːm; bˌʌt hɜː bˈɜːdən dʌznˌɑːt lˈaɪʔn̩.