text_original: The harmony is incomplete. And though the same old melody I still repeat, One alto note of joy is gone that made it sweet, And something trembles in the Autumn haze like tears.
text_transcription: THE HARMONY IS INCOMPLETE AND THOUGH THE SAME OLD MALADY I STILL REPEAT ONE ALTO NOTE OF JOY IS GONE THAT MADE IT SWEET AND SOMETHING TREMBLES IN THE AUTUMN HAZE LIKE TEARS
phonemes: ðə hˈɑːɹməni ɪz ɪŋkəmplˈiːt. ænd ðˌoʊ ðə sˈeɪm ˈoʊld mˈɛlədi aɪ stˈɪl ɹᵻpˈiːt, wˈʌn ˈæltoʊ nˈoʊt ʌv dʒˈɔɪ ɪz ɡɔn ðæt mˌeɪd ɪt swˈiːt, ænd sˈʌmθɪŋ tɹˈɛmbəlz ɪnðɪ ˈɔːɾʌm hˈeɪz lˈaɪk tˈɪɹz.