text_original: On! On! Through the foam, through the storm, through the town, She was gone. She was lost in the wilderness Of palaces lifting their marbles of snow. I stood in my gondola.
text_transcription: ON ON THROUGH THE FOAM THROUGH THE STORM THROUGH THE TOWN SHE WAS GONE SHE WAS LOST IN THE WILDERNESS OF PALACES LIFTING THEIR MARBLES OF SNOW I STOOD IN MY GONDOLA
phonemes: ˈɔn! ˈɔn! θɹuː ðə fˈoʊm, θɹuː ðə stˈɔːɹm, θɹuː ðə tˈaʊn, ʃiː wʌz ɡˈɔn. ʃiː wʌz lˈɔst ɪnðə wˈɪldɚnəs ʌv pˈælɪsᵻz lˈɪftɪŋ ðɛɹ mˈɑːɹbəlz ʌv snˈoʊ. aɪ stˈʊd ɪn maɪ ɡəndˈoʊlə.