text_original: I came to the rambling market stalls, casting black shadows on the river road,  empty now, to be filled in the morning with shouting marchands.
text_transcription: I CAME TO THE RAMBLING MARKET STALLS CASTING BLACK SHADOWS ON THE RIVER ROAD EMPTY NOW TO BE FILLED IN THE MORNING WITH SHOUTING MARCH ONS
phonemes: aɪ kˈeɪm tə ðə ɹˈæmblɪŋ mˈɑːɹkɪt stˈɔːlz, kˈæstɪŋ blˈæk ʃˈædoʊz ɔnðə ɹˈɪvɚ ɹˈoʊd,  ˈɛmpti nˈaʊ, təbi fˈɪld ɪnðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ wɪð ʃˈaʊɾɪŋ mˈɑːɹtʃændz.