text_original: Gypsies, gypsies, the whole Tatterdemalion crew! Brown and sly and severe With curious trades in hand. A string snaps in my soul, The one high answer due If an exile chance to hear The songs of his fatherland.
text_transcription: GIPSIES GIPSIES THE WHOLE TATTERED AMALIAN CREW BROWN AND SLY AND SEVERE WITH CURIOUS TRAITS IN HAND A STRING SNAPS IN MY SOUL THE ONE HIGH ANSWER DUE IF AN EXILE CHANCE TO HEAR THE SONGS OF HIS FATHERLAND
phonemes: dʒˈɪpsiz, dʒˈɪpsiz, ðə hˈoʊl tˌæɾɚdᵻmˈæliən kɹˈuː! bɹˈaʊn ænd slˈaɪ ænd sᵻvˈɪɹ wɪð kjˈʊɹɹiəs tɹˈeɪdz ɪn hˈænd. ɐ stɹˈɪŋ snˈæps ɪn maɪ sˈoʊl, ðə wˈʌn hˈaɪ ˈænsɚ dˈuː ɪf ɐn ˈɛɡzaɪl tʃˈæns tə hˈɪɹ ðə sˈɔŋz ʌv hɪz fˈɑːðɜːlənd.