text_original: Their little cries arose to heaven, there were no ears to hear them when the thunder of guns drowned all else.
text_transcription: THEIR LITTLE CRIES AROSE TO HEAVEN THERE WERE NO EARS TO HEAR THEM WHEN THE THUNDER OF GUNS DROWNED ALL ELSE
phonemes: ðɛɹ lˈɪɾəl kɹˈaɪz ɚɹˈoʊz tə hˈɛvən, ðɛɹwˌɜː nˈoʊ ˈɪɹz tə hˈɪɹ ðˌɛm wɛn ðə θˈʌndɚɹ ʌv ɡˈʌnz dɹˈaʊnd ˈɔːl ˈɛls.