text_original: "Still, after all, we don't know what the inhabitants may be like, so I think we'd better close the doors, and drop on the top of that mountain spur running out between the two rivers into the bay. Do you notice how curious the water looks after the Earth seas; bright silver, instead of blue and green?"
text_transcription: STILL AFTER ALL WE DON'T KNOW WHAT THE INHABITANTS MAY BE LIKE SO I THINK WE'D BETTER CLOSE THE DOORS AND DROP ON THE TOP OF THAT MOUNTAIN SPUR RUNNING OUT BETWEEN THE TWO RIVERS INTO THE BAY DO YOU NOTICE HOW CURIOUS THE WATER LOOKS AFTER THE EARTH SEES BRIGHT SILVER INSTEAD OF BLUE AND GREEN
phonemes: "stˈɪl, ˈæftɚɹ ˈɔːl, wiː dˈoʊnt nˈoʊ wʌt ðɪ ɪnhˈæbɪtənts mˈeɪ biː lˈaɪk, sˌoʊ aɪ θˈɪŋk wiːd bˈɛɾɚ klˈoʊs ðə dˈɔːɹz, ænd dɹˈɑːp ɔnðə tˈɑːp ʌv ðæt mˈaʊntɪn spˈɜː ɹˈʌnɪŋ ˈaʊt bᵻtwˌiːn ðə tˈuː ɹˈɪvɚz ˌɪntʊ ðə bˈeɪ. dˈuː juː nˈoʊɾɪs hˌaʊ kjˈʊɹɹiəs ðə wˈɔːɾɚ lˈʊks ˈæftɚ ðɪ ˈɜːθ sˈiːz; bɹˈaɪt sˈɪlvɚ, ɪnstˈɛd ʌv blˈuː ænd ɡɹˈiːn?"