text_original: BY THE SOUTH SEA So here we have sat by the sea so late, And you with your dreaming eyes Have argued well what I know you hate, Till even my own dream dies.
text_transcription: BY THE SOUTH SEA SO HERE WE HAVE SAT BY THE SEA SO LATE AND YOU WITH YOUR DREAMING EYES HAVE ARGUED WELL WHAT I KNOW YOU HATE TILL EVEN MY OWN DREAM DIES
phonemes: baɪ ðə sˈaʊθ ˌɛsˌiːˈeɪ sˌoʊ hˈɪɹ wiː hæv sˈæt baɪ ðə sˈiː sˌoʊ lˈeɪt, ænd juː wɪð jʊɹ dɹˈiːmɪŋ ˈaɪz hæv ˈɑːɹɡjuːd wˈɛl wʌt aɪ nˈoʊ juː hˈeɪt, tˈɪl ˈiːvən maɪ ˈoʊn dɹˈiːm dˈaɪz.