text_original: Her silvery roof in a trice she breaks, And catches the sled in the hole she makes. The cheeks of the beautiful queen turn pale; Then comes like a whirlwind the skater in mail.
text_transcription: HER SILVERY ROOF IN A TRICE SHE BREAKS AND CATCHES THE SLED IN THE HOLE SHE MAKES THE CHEEKS OF THE BEAUTIFUL QUEEN TURN PALE THEN COMES LIKE A WHIRLWIND THE SKATER IN MAIL
phonemes: hɜː sˈɪlvɚɹi ɹˈuːf ɪn ɐ tɹˈaɪs ʃiː bɹˈeɪks, ænd kˈætʃᵻz ðə slˈɛd ɪnðə hˈoʊl ʃiː mˈeɪks. ðə tʃˈiːks ʌvðə bjˈuːɾifəl kwˈiːn tˈɜːn pˈeɪl; ðˈɛn kˈʌmz lˈaɪk ɐ wˈɜːlwɪnd ðə skˈeɪɾɚɹ ɪn mˈeɪl.