text_original: When you jumped up a while since, you knocked it off the table, and I have only just picked it up. An angel from heaven, however, would never make you believe that." One night Master Pfriem dreamed he was dead, and on his way to heaven. When he got there, he knocked loudly at the door.
text_transcription: WHEN YOU JUMPED UP A WHILE SINCE YOU KNOCKED IT OFF THE TABLE AND I HAVE ONLY JUST PICKED IT UP AN ANGEL FROM HEAVEN HOWEVER WOULD NEVER MAKE YOU BELIEVE THAT ONE NIGHT MASTER FREEN DREAMED HE WAS DEAD AND ON HIS WAY TO HEAVEN WHEN HE GOT THERE HE KNOCKED LOUDLY AT THE DOOR
phonemes: wˌɛn juː dʒˈʌmpt ˌʌp ɐ wˈaɪl sˈɪns, juː nˈɑːkt ɪɾ ˈɔf ðə tˈeɪbəl, ænd aɪ hæv ˈoʊnli dʒˈʌst pˈɪkt ɪɾ ˈʌp. ɐn ˈeɪndʒəl fɹʌm hˈɛvən, haʊˈɛvɚ, wʊd nˈɛvɚ mˌeɪk juː bᵻlˈiːv ðˈæt." wˈʌn nˈaɪt mˈæstɚ pˈiːfɹˈiːm dɹˈiːmd hiː wʌz dˈɛd, ænd ˌɔn hɪz wˈeɪ tə hˈɛvən. wˌɛn hiː ɡɑːt ðˈɛɹ, hiː nˈɑːkt lˈaʊdli æt ðə dˈɔːɹ.