ˈʌltᵻmətli, ðə tˈɛkst ɪz ɐ tɹˈæŋkwɪl məmˈɛntoʊ, ɐ pˈiːs ʌv ɪɹᵻfjˈuːɾəbəl pˈoʊɪtɹi, ɐ bᵻzˈɑːɹ kˈaʊntɚpˌɑːɹt tʊ ˌaʊɚ jˌuːnɪvˈɜːsəl bᵻtɹˈeɪəl—ˌaʊɾəv lˈʌv.
Ultimately, the text is a tranquil memento, a piece of irrefutable poetry, a bizarre counterpart to our universal betrayal—out of love.