text_original: . . . Your magic and your beauty and your strength, Like hills at noon or sunlight on a tree, Sleeping prevail in earth and air.
text_transcription: YOUR MAGIC AND YOUR BEAUTY AND YOUR STRENGTH LIKE HILLS AT NOON OR SUNLIGHT ON A TREE SLEEPING PREVAIL IN EARTH AND AIR
phonemes: . . . jʊɹ mˈædʒɪk ænd jʊɹ bjˈuːɾi ænd jʊɹ stɹˈɛŋθ, lˈaɪk hˈɪlz æt nˈuːn ɔːɹ sˈʌnlaɪt ˌɔn ɐ tɹˈiː, slˈiːpɪŋ pɹɪvˈeɪl ɪn ˈɜːθ ænd ˈɛɹ.