text_original: When great nations are falling, and men are being mowed down like grass, in numbers beyond the counting, the lives of little babies can only be held precious by mothers who guard them with their every breath.
text_transcription: WHEN GREAT NATIONS ARE FALLING AND MEN ARE BEING MOWED DOWN LIKE GRASS IN NUMBERS BEYOND THE COUNTING THE LIVES OF LITTLE BABIES CAN ONLY BE HELD PRECIOUS BY MOTHERS WHO GUARD THEM WITH THEIR EVERY BREATH
phonemes: wˌɛn ɡɹˈeɪt nˈeɪʃənz ɑːɹ fˈɔːlɪŋ, ænd mˈɛn ɑːɹ bˌiːɪŋ mˈoʊd dˌaʊn lˈaɪk ɡɹˈæs, ɪn nˈʌmbɚz bᵻjˌɔnd ðə kˈaʊntɪŋ, ðə lˈaɪvz ʌv lˈɪɾəl bˈeɪbiz kæn ˈoʊnli biː hˈɛld pɹˈɛʃəs baɪ mˈʌðɚz hˌuː ɡˈɑːɹd ðˌɛm wɪð ðɛɹ ˈɛvɹi bɹˈɛθ.