text_original: I thought its rooms were shadowed With the gloom of endless night; But the new love, the new love, It fills them full of light. I thought the chambers empty, And proclaimed it unto men; But the new love, the new love, It peoples them again.
text_transcription: I THOUGHT ITS ROOMS WERE SHADOWED WITH THE GLOOM OF ENDLESS NIGHT BUT THE NEW LOVE THE NEW LOVE IT FILLS THEM FULL OF LIGHT I THOUGHT THE CHAMBERS EMPTY AND PROCLAIMED IT UNTO MEN BUT THE NEW LOVE THE NEW LOVE IT PEOPLES THEM AGAIN
phonemes: aɪ θˈɔːt ɪts ɹˈuːmz wɜː ʃˈædoʊd wɪððə ɡlˈuːm ʌv ˈɛndləs nˈaɪt; bˌʌt ðə nˈuː lˈʌv, ðə nˈuː lˈʌv, ɪt fˈɪlz ðˌɛm fˈʊl ʌv lˈaɪt. aɪ θˈɔːt ðə tʃˈeɪmbɚz ˈɛmpti, ænd pɹəklˈeɪmd ɪɾ ˌʌntʊ mˈɛn; bˌʌt ðə nˈuː lˈʌv, ðə nˈuː lˈʌv, ɪt pˈiːpəlz ðˌɛm ɐɡˈɛn.