text_original: In the court yard of Pohyola, There arose a great contention, Fierce the battle waged against me; But I slew the Northland hero, Killed the host of Sariola; Quick to arms rose Louhi's people, All the spears and swords of Northland Were directed at thy hero; All of Pohya turned against me, Turned against a single foeman."
text_transcription: IN THE COURT YARD OF POOLA THERE AROSE A GREAT CONTENTION FIERCE THE BATTLE WAGED AGAINST ME BUT I SLEW THE NORTHLAND HERO KILLED THE HOST OF SARRIOLA QUICK TO ARMS ROSE LOW HIS PEOPLE ALL THE SPARES AND SWORDS OF NORTHLAND WERE DIRECTED AT THY HERO ALL OF POEA TURNED AGAINST ME TURNED AGAINST A SINGLE FOEMAN
phonemes: ɪnðə kˈɔːɹt jˈɑːɹd ʌv pˌoʊɪˈoʊlə, ðɛɹ ɚɹˈoʊz ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt kəntˈɛnʃən, fˈɪɹs ðə bˈæɾəl wˈeɪdʒd ɐɡˈɛnst mˌiː; bˌʌt aɪ slˈuː ðə nˈɔːɹθlənd hˈiəɹoʊ, kˈɪld ðə hˈoʊst ʌv sˌɑːɹɹɪˈoʊlə; kwˈɪk tʊ ˈɑːɹmz ɹˈoʊz lˈaʊhaɪz pˈiːpəl, ˈɔːl ðə spˈɪɹz ænd sˈɔːɹdz ʌv nˈɔːɹθlənd wɜː dᵻɹˈɛktᵻd æt ðˌaɪ hˈiəɹoʊ; ˈɔːl ʌv pˈoʊɪə tˈɜːnd ɐɡˈɛnst mˌiː, tˈɜːnd ɐɡˈɛnst ɐ sˈɪŋɡəl fˈoʊmən."