text_original: It was one of his Irish friends speaking. "But they'll fight, them Serbians; they're scrappers all right. Nikola is going in the morning. Marta too. It is good to live in a country where they don't have wars." "Nikola's foolish to go," broke in some one.
text_transcription: IT WAS ONE OF HIS IRISH FRIENDS SPEAKING BUT THEY'LL FIGHT THEM SERVIDS THEIR SCRAPPER'S ALL RIGHT NICHOLAS GOING IN THE MORNING MARA TOO IT'S GOOD TO LIVE IN A COUNTRY WHERE THEY DON'T HAVE WARS NECK OR LOSS FOOLISH TO GO BROKE IN SOMEONE
phonemes: ɪt wʌz wˈʌn ʌv hɪz ˈaɪɹɪʃ fɹˈɛndz spˈiːkɪŋ. "bˌʌt ðeɪl fˈaɪt, ðˌɛm sˈɜːbiənz; ðeɪɚ skɹˈæpɚz ˈɔːl ɹˈaɪt. nɪkˈoʊlə ɪz ɡˌoʊɪŋ ɪnðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ. mˈɑːɹɾə tˈuː. ɪɾ ɪz ɡˈʊd tə lˈɪv ɪn ɐ kˈʌntɹi wˌɛɹ ðeɪ dˈoʊnt hæv wˈɔːɹz." "nɪkˈoʊləz fˈuːlɪʃ tə ɡˈoʊ," bɹˈoʊk ɪn sˈʌmwʌn.