text_original: _ I am unhappy now, I cannot tell you why; If you go, the priests and I in a row Will pray that you may not die. _Listen! said fair Yoland of the flowers, This is the tune of Seven Towers.
text_transcription: I AM UNHAPPY NOW I CANNOT TELL YOU WHY IF YOU GO THE PRIESTS AND I IN A ROW WILL PRAY THAT YOU MAY NOT DIE LISTEN SAID FAIR YOLAND OF THE FLOWERS THIS IS THE TUNE OF SEVEN TOWERS
phonemes: aɪɐm ʌnhˈæpi nˈaʊ, aɪ kænˈɑːt tˈɛl juː wˈaɪ; ɪf juː ɡˈoʊ, ðə pɹˈiːsts ænd aɪ ˌɪnɐ ɹˈoʊ wɪl pɹˈeɪ ðæt juː mˈeɪ nˌɑːt dˈaɪ. lˈɪsən! sˈɛd fˈɛɹ jˈoʊlənd ʌvðə flˈaʊɚz, ðɪs ɪz ðə tˈuːn ʌv sˈɛvən tˈaʊɚz.