ðə hˈoʊl sˈɪmfəni ʌv sɛnsˈeɪʃənz fˈeɪdz ɐwˈeɪ ˌɪntʊ wˈʌn tˈoʊn, ˈɔːl sˈɛnsᵻz bɪkˌʌm wˈʌn sˈɛns, wˌɪtʃ ɪz wˈʌn wɪð fˈiːlɪŋ; ðə wˈɜːld ɛkspˈaɪɚz ɪnðə sˈoʊl ænd ðə sˈoʊl dɪsˈɑːlvz ɪnðə wˈɜːld.
The whole symphony of sensations fades away into one tone, all senses become one sense, which is one with feeling; the world expires in the soul and the soul dissolves in the world.