text_original: You stooped and kissed me on my face, Your lips were cold as stone, And in its secret resting place My heart made dolorous moan. For you were there with me at last And still I was alone.
text_transcription: YOU STOOPED AND KISSED ME ON MY FACE YOUR LIPS WERE COLD AS STONE AND IN ITS SECRET RESTING PLACE MY HEART MADE DOLOROUS MOAN FOR YOU WERE THERE WITH ME AT LAST AND STILL I WAS ALONE
phonemes: juː stˈuːpt ænd kˈɪst mˌiː ˌɔn maɪ fˈeɪs, jʊɹ lˈɪps wɜː kˈoʊld æz stˈoʊn, ænd ɪn ɪts sˈiːkɹᵻt ɹˈɛstɪŋ plˈeɪs maɪ hˈɑːɹt mˌeɪd dˈɑːlɚɹəs mˈoʊn. fɔːɹ juː wɜː ðɛɹ wɪð mˌiː æt lˈæst ænd stˈɪl aɪ wʌz ɐlˈoʊn.