text_original: No one will die in the world, and it will get so full of people that they won't have room to stand beside each other." In the meantime a young man came along the road, who was strong and healthy, singing a song, and glancing around on every side.
text_transcription: NO ONE WILL DIE IN THE WORLD AND IT WILL GET SO FULL OF PEOPLE THAT THEY WON'T HAVE ROOM TO STAND BESIDE EACH OTHER IN THE MEANTIME A YOUNG MAN CAME ALONG THE ROAD WHO WAS STRONG AND HEALTHY SINGING A SONG GLANCING ROUND ON EVERY SIDE
phonemes: nˈoʊwˈʌn wɪl dˈaɪ ɪnðə wˈɜːld, ænd ɪt wɪl ɡɛt sˌoʊ fˈʊl ʌv pˈiːpəl ðæt ðeɪ wˌoʊntɐv ɹˈuːm tə stˈænd bᵻsˌaɪd ˈiːtʃ ˈʌðɚ." ɪnðə mˈiːntaɪm ɐ jˈʌŋ mˈæn kˈeɪm ɐlˈɔŋ ðə ɹˈoʊd, hˌuː wʌz stɹˈɔŋ ænd hˈɛlθi, sˈɪŋɪŋ ɐ sˈɔŋ, ænd ɡlˈænsɪŋ ɚɹˈaʊnd ˌɔn ˈɛvɹi sˈaɪd.