text_original: Running to the hut, he found that the old man was crying as if his heart would break, for he thought that the boy, who had been gone a long time, was never coming with the magic oil, and that he would have to remain there, his face pressed to the wall, till death came.
text_transcription: RUNNING TO THE HUT HE FOUND THAT THE OLD MAN WAS CRYING AS IF HIS HEART WOULD BREAK FOR HE THOUGHT THAT THE BOY WHO HAD BEEN GONE A LONG TIME WAS NEVER COMING WITH THE MAGIC OIL AND THAT HE WOULD HAVE TO REMAIN THERE HIS FACE PRESSED TO THE WALL TILL DEATH CAME
phonemes: ɹˈʌnɪŋ tə ðə hˈʌt, hiː fˈaʊnd ðætðɪ ˈoʊld mˈæn wʌz kɹˈaɪɪŋ æz ɪf hɪz hˈɑːɹt wʊd bɹˈeɪk, fɔːɹ hiː θˈɔːt ðætðə bˈɔɪ, hˌuː hɐdbɪn ɡɔn ɐ lˈɔŋ tˈaɪm, wʌz nˈɛvɚ kˈʌmɪŋ wɪððə mˈædʒɪk ˈɔɪl, ænd ðæt hiː wʊdhˌævtə ɹᵻmˈeɪn ðˈɛɹ, hɪz fˈeɪs pɹˈɛst tə ðə wˈɔːl, tˈɪl dˈɛθ kˈeɪm.