text_original: Close to his lips the foam is tossed. 'O listen well, my liege and king! Hark from gay halls this grievous thing!' 'Strange how the wild wind drowns our music!' About his head the eddies swing.
text_transcription: CLOSE TO HIS LIPS THE FOAM IS TOSSED OH LISTEN WELL MY LESION KING HARK FROM GAY HALLS THIS GRIEVOUS SING STRANGE HOW THE WILD WIND DROWNS OUR MUSIC ABOUT HIS HEAD THE EDDIES SWING
phonemes: klˈoʊs tə hɪz lˈɪps ðə fˈoʊm ɪz tˈɔst. ˈoʊ lˈɪsən wˈɛl, maɪ lˈiːdʒ ænd kˈɪŋ! hˈɑːɹk fɹʌm ɡˈeɪ hˈɔːlz ðɪs ɡɹˈiːvəs θˈɪŋ!stɹˈeɪndʒ hˌaʊ ðə wˈaɪld wˈɪnd dɹˈaʊnz ˌaʊɚ mjˈuːzɪk!ɐbˌaʊt hɪz hˈɛd ðɪ ˈɛdɪz swˈɪŋ.