text_original: The day the conquerors Entered the city, The old man Lay dying. He heard the bugles and drums, And wished he could paint the roses Bursting into sound.
text_transcription: THE DAY THE CONQUERORS ENTERED THE CITY THE OLD MAN LAY DYING HE HEARD THE BUGLES AND DRUMS AND WISHED HE COULD PAINT THE ROSES BURSTING INTO SOUND
phonemes: ðə dˈeɪ ðə kˈɑːŋkɚɹɚz ˈɛntɚd ðə sˈɪɾi, ðɪ ˈoʊld mˈæn lˈeɪ dˈaɪɪŋ. hiː hˈɜːd ðə bjˈuːɡəlz ænd dɹˈʌmz, ænd wˈɪʃt hiː kʊd pˈeɪnt ðə ɹˈoʊzᵻz bˈɜːstɪŋ ˌɪntʊ sˈaʊnd.