text_original: For you, glide down the music's swell The folding arms of peace, For me wild thoughts, I dare not tell Desires that never cease.
text_transcription: FOR YOU GLIDE DOWN THE MUSIC'S SWELL THE FOLDING ARMS OF PEACE FOR ME WILD THOUGHTS I DARE NOT TELL DESIRES THAT NEVER CEASE
phonemes: fɔːɹ juː, ɡlˈaɪd dˌaʊn ðə mjˈuːzɪkz swˈɛl ðə fˈoʊldɪŋ ˈɑːɹmz ʌv pˈiːs, fɔːɹ mˌiː wˈaɪld θˈɔːts, aɪ dˈɛɹ nˌɑːt tˈɛl dɪzˈaɪɚz ðæt nˈɛvɚ sˈiːs.