text_original: 65 SONG MY Love, thine eyes have been to me Like to a bird that singeth in the night To one who waits the coming of the light Through the enormous solitude of sea.
text_transcription: SONG MY LOVE THINE EYES HAVE BEEN TO ME LIKE TO A BIRD THAT SINGETH IN THE NIGHT TO ONE WHO WAITS THE COMING OF THE LIGHT THROUGH THE ENORMOUS SOLITUDE OF SEA
phonemes: sˈɪksti fˈaɪv sˈɔŋ maɪ lˈʌv, ðaɪn ˈaɪz hɐvbɪn tə mˌiː lˈaɪk tʊ ɐ bˈɜːd ðæt sˈɪŋəθ ɪnðə nˈaɪt tə wˈʌn hˌuː wˈeɪts ðə kˈʌmɪŋ ʌvðə lˈaɪt θɹuː ðɪ ɪnˈɔːɹməs sˈɑːlɪtˌuːd ʌv sˈiː.