text_original: "What are you doing?" asked the soldier. "I am blowing to turn the wheels of seven windmills two miles away, so that the miller can grind his corn," answered the man. "Come with us," said the soldier. "We are going out into the world to make our fortunes."
text_transcription: WHAT ARE YOU DOING ASKED THE SOLDIER I AM BLOWING TO TURN THE WHEELS OF SEVEN WINDMILLS TWO MILES AWAY SO THAT THE MILLER CAN GRIND HIS CORN ANSWERED THE MAN COME WITH US SAID THE SOLDIER WE ARE GOING OUT INTO THE WORLD TO MAKE OUR FORTUNES
phonemes: "wˌʌt ɑːɹ juː dˈuːɪŋ?" ˈæskt ðə sˈoʊldʒɚ. "aɪɐm blˈoʊɪŋ tə tˈɜːn ðə wˈiːlz ʌv sˈɛvən wˈɪndmɪlz tˈuː mˈaɪlz ɐwˈeɪ, sˌoʊ ðætðə mˈɪlɚ kæn ɡɹˈaɪnd hɪz kˈɔːɹn," ˈænsɚd ðə mˈæn. "kˈʌm wɪð ˌʌs," sˈɛd ðə sˈoʊldʒɚ. "wiː ɑːɹ ɡˌoʊɪŋ ˈaʊt ˌɪntʊ ðə wˈɜːld tə mˌeɪk ˌaʊɚ fˈɔːɹtʃʊnz."