text_original: The falling leaf inaugurates The reign of her confusion; The pounding wave reverberates The dirge of her illusion; And home, where passion lived and died, Becomes a place where she can hide, While all the town and harbor side Vibrate with her seclusion.
text_transcription: THE FALLING LEAF INAUGURATES THE RAIN OF HER CONFUSION THE POUNDING WAVE REVERBERATES THE DIRGE OF HER ILLUSION AND HOME WHERE PASSION LIVED AND DIED BECOMES A PLACE WHERE SHE CAN HIDE WHILE ALL THE TOWN AND HARBOUR SIDE VIBRATE WITH HER SECLUSION
phonemes: ðə fˈɔːlɪŋ lˈiːf ɪnˈɔːɡjʊɹˌeɪts ðə ɹˈeɪn ʌv hɜː kənfjˈuːʒən; ðə pˈaʊndɪŋ wˈeɪv ɹᵻvˈɜːbɚɹˌeɪts ðə dˈɜːdʒ ʌv hɜːɹ ɪlˈuːʒən; ænd hˈoʊm, wˌɛɹ pˈæʃən lˈɪvd ænd dˈaɪd, bɪkˌʌmz ɐ plˈeɪs wˌɛɹ ʃiː kæn hˈaɪd, wˌaɪl ˈɔːl ðə tˈaʊn ænd hˈɑːɹbɚ sˈaɪd vˈaɪbɹeɪt wɪð hɜː sᵻklˈuːʒən.