text_original: The cactus and the aloe bloom Beneath the window of your room; Your window where, at evenfall, Beneath the twilight's first pale star, You linger, tall and spiritual, And hearken my guitar.
text_transcription: THE CACTUS AND THE ALOE BLOOM BENEATH THE WINDOW OF YOUR ROOM YOUR WINDOW WHERE AT EVENFALL BENEATH THE TWILIGHT'S FIRST PALE STAR YOU LINGER TALL AND SPIRITUAL AND HEARKEN MY GUITAR
phonemes: ðə kˈæktəs ænd ðɪ ˈæloʊ blˈuːm bᵻnˌiːθ ðə wˈɪndoʊ ʌv jʊɹ ɹˈuːm; jʊɹ wˈɪndoʊ wˈɛɹ, æɾ ˈiːvənfˌɔːl, bᵻnˌiːθ ðə twˈaɪlaɪts fˈɜːst pˈeɪl stˈɑːɹ, juː lˈɪŋɡɚ, tˈɔːl ænd spˈɪɹɪtʃˌuːəl, ænd hˈɑːɹkən maɪ ɡɪtˈɑːɹ.