text_original: The pretty things that others wear Look strange and out of place on me, I never seem dressed tastefully, Because I am not fair; And, when I would most pleasing seem, And deck myself with joyful care, I find it is an idle dream, Because I am not fair.
text_transcription: THE PRETTY THINGS THAT OTHERS WEAR LOOK STRANGE AND OUT OF PLACE ON ME I NEVER SEEM DRESS TASTEFULLY BECAUSE I AM NOT FAIR AND WHEN I WOULD MOST PLEASING SEEM AND DECK MYSELF WITH JOYFUL CARE I FIND IT IS AN IDLE DREAM BECAUSE I AM NOT FAIR
phonemes: ðə pɹˈɪɾi θˈɪŋz ðæt ˈʌðɚz wˈɛɹ lˈʊk stɹˈeɪndʒ ænd ˌaʊɾəv plˈeɪs ˈɔn mˌiː, aɪ nˈɛvɚ sˈiːm dɹˈɛst tˈeɪstfəli, bɪkˈʌz aɪɐm nˌɑːt fˈɛɹ; ænd, wˌɛn aɪ wʊd mˈoʊst plˈiːzɪŋ sˈiːm, ænd dˈɛk maɪsˈɛlf wɪð dʒˈɔɪfəl kˈɛɹ, aɪ fˈaɪnd ɪɾ ɪz ɐn ˈaɪdəl dɹˈiːm, bɪkˈʌz aɪɐm nˌɑːt fˈɛɹ.