text_original: So the ancient hero, with a sad heart, sang his last magic spell in Kalevala, and made a magic boat of copper to sail away in. Then he cast loose from the shore and sailed off towards the west, singing as he went: 'Fare ye well, my people.
text_transcription: SO THE ANCIENT HERO WITH A SAD HEART SANG HIS LAST MAGIC SPELL IN CALIVALA AND MADE A MAGIC BOAT OF COPPER TO SAIL AWAY IN THEN HE CAST LOOSE FROM THE SHORE AND SAILED OFF TOWARDS THE WEST SINGING AS HE WENT FARE YOU WELL MY PEOPLE
phonemes: sˌoʊ ðɪ ˈeɪntʃənt hˈiəɹoʊ, wɪð ɐ sˈæd hˈɑːɹt, sˈæŋ hɪz lˈæst mˈædʒɪk spˈɛl ɪn keɪlvˈɑːlə, ænd mˌeɪd ɐ mˈædʒɪk bˈoʊt ʌv kˈɑːpɚ tə sˈeɪl ɐwˈeɪ ˈɪn. ðˈɛn hiː kˈæst lˈuːs fɹʌmðə ʃˈɔːɹ ænd sˈeɪld ˈɔf təwˈɔːɹdz ðə wˈɛst, sˈɪŋɪŋ æz hiː wˈɛnt: fˈɛɹ jiː wˈɛl, maɪ pˈiːpəl.