text_original: V And in the monotonous moils of strained, hard run Humanity, The eternal tie which binds us twain in one No eye will see Stretching across the miles that sever you from me.
text_transcription: FIVE AND IN THE MONOTONOUS MOILS OF STRAINED HEART RUN HUMANITY THE ETERNAL TIE WHICH BINDS US TWAIN IN ONE NO EYE WILL SEE STRETCHING ACROSS THE MILES THAT SEVER YOU FROM ME
phonemes: vˈiː ænd ɪnðə mənˈɑːtənəs mˈɔɪlz ʌv stɹˈeɪnd, hˈɑːɹd ɹˈʌn hjuːmˈænᵻɾi, ðɪ ɪtˈɜːnəl tˈaɪ wˌɪtʃ bˈaɪndz ˌʌs twˈeɪn ɪn wˈʌn nˈoʊ ˈaɪ wɪl sˈiː stɹˈɛtʃɪŋ əkɹˌɑːs ðə mˈaɪlz ðæt sˈɛvɚ juː fɹʌm mˌiː.