text_original: My legs are so tired, I could not go another step if my life depended on it." "My dear," said the cock, "I too am weary, but I see here a number of fallen twigs. If I could but weave them into a coach we might ride home in comfort."
text_transcription: MY LEGS ARE SO TIRED I COULD NOT GO ANOTHER STEP IF MY LIFE DEPENDED ON IT MY DEAR SAID THE COCK I TOO AM WEARY BUT I SEE HERE A NUMBER OF FALLEN TWIGS IF I COULD BUT WEAVE THEM INTO A COACH WE MIGHT RIDE HOME IN COMFORT
phonemes: maɪ lˈɛɡz ɑːɹ sˌoʊ tˈaɪɚd, aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt ɡˌoʊ ɐnˈʌðɚ stˈɛp ɪf maɪ lˈaɪf dᵻpˈɛndᵻd ˈɔn ɪt." "maɪ dˈɪɹ," sˈɛd ðə kˈɑːk, "aɪ tˈuː æm wˈɪɹi, bˌʌt aɪ sˈiː hˈɪɹ ɐ nˈʌmbɚɹ ʌv fˈɔːlən twˈɪɡz. ɪf aɪ kʊd bˌʌt wˈiːv ðˌɛm ˌɪntʊ ɐ kˈoʊtʃ wiː mˌaɪt ɹˈaɪd hˈoʊm ɪn kˈʌmfɚt."