text_original: Your little gray eyes can see no better than your hands do under the big gloves with which you cover them in the middle of the summer." The little man's eyes flashed. " Soldier, pray to your patron saint that these hands may never leave their mark upon your face
text_transcription: YOU LITTLE GRAY EYES CAN SEE NO BETTER THAN YOUR HANDS DO UNDER THE BIG GLOVES WITH WHICH YOU COVER THEM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SUMMER THE LITTLE MAN'S EYES FLASHED SOLDIER PRAY TO YOUR PATRON SAINT THAT THESE HANDS MAY NEVER LEAVE THEIR MARK UPON YOUR FACE
phonemes: jʊɹ lˈɪɾəl ɡɹˈeɪ ˈaɪz kæn sˈiː nˈoʊ bˈɛɾɚ ðɐn jʊɹ hˈændz dˈuː ˌʌndɚ ðə bˈɪɡ ɡlˈʌvz wɪð wˌɪtʃ juː kˈʌvɚ ðˌɛm ɪnðə mˈɪdəl ʌvðə sˈʌmɚ." ðə lˈɪɾəl mˈænz ˈaɪz flˈæʃt. " sˈoʊldʒɚ, pɹˈeɪ tə jʊɹ pˈeɪtɹən sˈeɪnt ðæt ðiːz hˈændz mˈeɪ nˈɛvɚ lˈiːv ðɛɹ mˈɑːɹk əpˌɑːn jʊɹ fˈeɪs