text_original: God be with thee, young King of the Magyars, forget not that thy nation has not elected thee! There lives in me still the hope that a day will come on which you will see the confirmation of the word — if it even be on the Ruins of Buda!
text_transcription: GOD BE WITH THEE YOUNG KING OF THE MAGIARS FORGET NOT THAT THY NATION HAS NOT ELECTED THEE THERE LIVES IN ME STILL THE HOPE THAT THE DAY WILL COME ON WHICH YOU WILL SEE THE CONFIRMATION OF THE WORD IF IT EVEN BE ON THE RUINS OF BUDDHA
phonemes: ɡˈɑːd biː wɪð ðˈiː, jˈʌŋ kˈɪŋ ʌvðə mˈæɡjɑːɹz, fɚɡˈɛt nˌɑːt ðæt ðˌaɪ nˈeɪʃən həznɑːt ᵻlˈɛktᵻd ðˈiː! ðɛɹ lˈaɪvz ɪn mˌiː stˈɪl ðə hˈoʊp ðˌæɾə dˈeɪ wɪl kˈʌm ˌɔn wˌɪtʃ juː wɪl sˈiː ðə kɑːnfɚmˈeɪʃən ʌvðə wˈɜːd — ɪf ɪɾ ˈiːvən biː ɔnðə ɹˈuːɪnz ʌv bjˈuːdə!