text_original: Bobolincolns in the meadows, Leisure in the purple shadows, Till the poppies without number Bowed their heads in crimson slumber, And the twilight came to cover Every unreluctant lover.
text_transcription: BUBBLE LINCOLNS IN THE MEADOWS LEISURE IN THE PURPLE SHADOWS TILL THE POPPIES WITHOUT NUMBER BOWED THEIR HEADS IN CRIMSON SLUMBER AND THE TWILIGHT CAME TO COVER EVERY UNRELUCTANT LOVER
phonemes: bˈɑːbəlˌɪŋkɑːlnz ɪnðə mˈɛdoʊz, lˈiːʒɚɹ ɪnðə pˈɜːpəl ʃˈædoʊz, tˈɪl ðə pˈɑːpɪz wɪðˌaʊt nˈʌmbɚ bˈaʊd ðɛɹ hˈɛdz ɪn kɹˈɪmsən slˈʌmbɚ, ænd ðə twˈaɪlaɪt kˈeɪm tə kˈʌvɚɹ ˈɛvɹi ˌʌnɹᵻlˈʌktənt lˈʌvɚ.