text_original: Then Emun spoke out, an' his voice was as sad an' as low As the wind from the sea when the waves do be cornin' in slow, An' " I cannot, my woman," he says, " for it's only we come On an errand from God, an' it's soon we'll be facin' back home.
text_transcription: THEN AYMEN SPOKE OUT AND HIS VOICE WAS AS SAD AND AS SLOW AS THE WIND FROM THE SEA WHEN THE WAVES DO BE COMING IN SLOW AN I CANNOT MY WOMAN HE SAYS FOR IT'S ONLY WE COME ON AN ERRAND FROM GOD AND IT SOON WILL BE FASCENT BACK HOME
phonemes: ðˈɛn ɛmˈʌn spˈoʊk ˈaʊt, æn hɪz vˈɔɪs wʌz æz sˈæd æn æz lˈoʊ æz ðə wˈɪnd fɹʌmðə sˈiː wɛn ðə wˈeɪvz dˈuː biː kˈɔːɹnɪn ɪn slˈoʊ, æn " aɪ kænˈɑːt, maɪ wˈʊmən," hiː sˈɛz, " fɔːɹ ɪts ˈoʊnli wiː kˈʌm ˌɔn ɐn ˈɛɹənd fɹʌm ɡˈɑːd, æn ɪts sˈuːn wiːl biː fˈæsɪn bˈæk hˈoʊm.