text_original: another scene. The Convent is surrounded With Heaven's own brightest sheen. And choirs of Angels hover High in the sunset air, While th' holy monks are chanting Their peaceful, evening prayer.
text_transcription: ANOTHER SCENE THE CONVENT IS SURROUNDED WITH HEAVEN'S OWN BRIGHTEST SHEEN AND CHOIRS OF ANGELS HOVER HIGH IN THE SUNSET AIR WHILE THE HOLY MONKS ARE CHANTING THEIR PEACEFUL EVENING PRAYER
phonemes: ɐnˈʌðɚ sˈiːn. ðə kˈɑːnvənt ɪz sɚɹˈaʊndᵻd wɪð hˈɛvənz ˈoʊn bɹˈaɪɾɪst ʃˈiːn. ænd kwˈaɪɚz ʌv ˈeɪndʒəlz hˈʌvɚ hˈaɪ ɪnðə sˈʌnsɛt ˈɛɹ, wˌaɪl tˌiːˈeɪtʃ hˈoʊli mˈʌŋks ɑːɹ tʃˈæntɪŋ ðɛɹ pˈiːsfəl, ˈiːvnɪŋ pɹˈɛɹ.