text_original: Ilmarinen, famous blacksmith, Hastened to the deep sea's margin, Sat upon the rock of torture, Feeling pain the flame had given, Laved his wounds with briny water, Thus to still the Fire child's fury, Thus to end his persecutions.
text_transcription: IL MARINON FAMOUS BLACKSMITH HASTENED TO THE DEEP SEA'S MARGIN SAT UPON THE ROCK OF TORTURE FEELING PAIN THE FLAME HAD GIVEN LAVED HIS WOUNDS WITH BRINY WATER THUS TO STILL THE FIRE CHILD'S FURY THUS TO END HIS PERSECUTIONS
phonemes: ˈɪlmɚɹˌaɪnən, fˈeɪməs blˈæksmɪθ, hˈeɪsənd tə ðə dˈiːp sˈiːz mˈɑːɹdʒɪn, sˈæt əpˌɑːn ðə ɹˈɑːk ʌv tˈɔːɹtʃɚ, fˈiːlɪŋ pˈeɪn ðə flˈeɪm hæd ɡˈɪvən, lˈeɪvd hɪz wˈuːndz wɪð bɹˈaɪni wˈɔːɾɚ, ðˈʌs tə stˈɪl ðə fˈaɪɚ tʃˈaɪldz fjˈʊɹɹi, ðˈʌs tʊ ˈɛnd hɪz pˌɜːsɪkjˈuːʃənz.