text_original: IX _The Rose Colored Camelia Tree_ Stained by the ardent silver of the stars, Glitter the leaves, a challenge to the day   The bright, fierce flame of naked scimitars Holds still the argent night, folded away.
text_transcription: THE ROSE COLOURED CAMELLIA TREE STAINED BY THE ARDENT SILVER OF THE STARS GLITTER THE LEAVES A CHALLENGE TO THE DAY THE BRIGHT FIERCE FLAME OF NAKED SCIMITARS HOLDS STILL THE ARGENT NIGHT FOLDED AWAY
phonemes: ɹˌoʊmən nˈaɪn ðə ɹˈoʊz kˈʌlɚd kæmˈiːliə tɹˈiː stˈeɪnd baɪ ðɪ ˈɑːɹdənt sˈɪlvɚɹ ʌvðə stˈɑːɹz, ɡlˈɪɾɚ ðə lˈiːvz, ɐ tʃˈælɪndʒ tə ðə dˈeɪ ðə bɹˈaɪt, fˈɪɹs flˈeɪm ʌv nˈeɪkᵻd sˈɪmɪɾɚz hˈoʊldz stˈɪl ðɪ ˈɑːɹdʒənt nˈaɪt, fˈoʊldᵻd ɐwˈeɪ.