text_original: Ye have learnt the riddle of seas and sand, Of leaves in the spring uncurled; There is no room left for my wonderland In the whole of the great wide world.
text_transcription: YE HAVE LEARNED THE RIDDLE OF SEAS AND SAND OF LEAVES IN THE SPRING UNCURLED THERE IS NO ROOM LEFT FOR MY WONDERLAND IN THE WHOLE OF THE GREAT WHITE WORLD
phonemes: jiː hæv lˈɜːnt ðə ɹˈɪdəl ʌv sˈiːz ænd sˈænd, ʌv lˈiːvz ɪnðə spɹˈɪŋ ʌŋkˈɜːld; ðɛɹ ɪz nˈoʊ ɹˈuːm lˈɛft fɔːɹ maɪ wˈʌndɚlənd ɪnðə hˈoʊl ʌvðə ɡɹˈeɪt wˈaɪd wˈɜːld.