text_original: Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drowned himself amang the nappy ; As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes winged their way wi' pleasure ; Kings may be blest, but, Tarn was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
text_transcription: CARE MAD TO SEE A MAN SO HAPPY E E N DROWNED HIMSELF AMONG THE NAPPY AS PEACEFULLY HAME WITH BLADES OF TREASURE THE MINUTES WING THEIR WAY WITH PLEASURE KINGS MAY BE BLEST BUT HAM WAS GLORIOUS OVER ALL THE ILLS OF LIFE VICTORIOUS
phonemes: kˈɛɹ, mˈæd tə sˈiː ɐ mˈæn ˌɛsˌeɪˈiː hˈæpi, ˈɛən dɹˈaʊnd hɪmsˈɛlf ˈæmæŋ ðə nˈæpi ; æz bˈiːz flˈiː hˈeɪm wˈaɪ lˈeɪdz ˈoʊ tɹˈɛʒɚ, ðə mˈɪnɪts wˈɪŋd ðɛɹ wˈeɪ wˈaɪ plˈɛʒɚ ; kˈɪŋz mˈeɪ biː blˈɛst, bˌʌt, tˈɑːɹn wʌz ɡlˈɔːɹiəs, ˈɔːɹ ɐ ðɪ ˈɪlz ˈoʊ lˈaɪf vɪktˈɔːɹiəs.