text_original: Must I change the burdens I loved to sing, The words of my worn out song? The old fair thoughts have a hollow ring, My faiths have been dead so long.
text_transcription: MUST I CHANGE THE BURDENS I LOVED TO SING THE WORDS OF MY WORN OUT SONG THE OLD FAIR THOUGHTS HAVE A HOLLOW RING MY FAITH HATH BEEN DEAD SO LONG
phonemes: mˈʌst aɪ tʃˈeɪndʒ ðə bˈɜːdənz aɪ lˈʌvd tə sˈɪŋ, ðə wˈɜːdz ʌv maɪ wˈɔːɹn ˈaʊt sˈɔŋ? ðɪ ˈoʊld fˈɛɹ θˈɔːts hæv ɐ hˈɑːloʊ ɹˈɪŋ, maɪ fˈeɪθs hɐvbɪn dˈɛd sˌoʊ lˈɔŋ.