text_original: The wavings of white On the cloudy light, And the finger marks of pearl ; The facets of crystal, the golden feather, The way that the petals fold over together, The way that the buds unfurl
text_transcription: THE WAVINGS OF WHITE ON THE CLOUDY LIGHT AND THE FINGER MARKS OF PEARL THE FACETS OF CRYSTAL THE GOLDEN FEATHER THE WAY THAT THE PETALS FOLD OVER TOGETHER THE WAY THAT THE BUDS UNFURL
phonemes: ðə wˈeɪvɪŋz ʌv wˈaɪt ɔnðə klˈaʊdi lˈaɪt, ænd ðə fˈɪŋɡɚ mˈɑːɹks ʌv pˈɜːl ; ðə fˈæsɪts ʌv kɹˈɪstəl, ðə ɡˈoʊldən fˈɛðɚ, ðə wˈeɪ ðætðə pˈɛɾəlz fˈoʊld ˌoʊvɚ təɡˈɛðɚ, ðə wˈeɪ ðætðə bˈʌdz ʌnfˈɜːl