text_original: For when self seeking turns to love, Not knowing mine nor thine, The miracle again is wrought, And water turned to wine.
text_transcription: FOR WHEN SELF SEEKING TURNS TO LOVE NOT KNOWING MINE NOR THINE THE MIRACLE AGAIN IS WROUGHT AND WATER TURNED TO WINE
phonemes: fɔːɹ wɛn sˈɛlf sˈiːkɪŋ tˈɜːnz tə lˈʌv, nˌɑːt nˈoʊɪŋ mˈaɪn nˈɔːɹ ðˈaɪn, ðə mˈɪɹəkəl ɐɡˈɛn ɪz ɹˈɔːt, ænd wˈɔːɾɚ tˈɜːnd tə wˈaɪn.