text_original: We are hungry and wish to be fed, and bread and meat brings us where we want to be at once, but you Medes, for all your haste, take so many turns and wind about so much it is a wonder if you ever find your way to the goal that we have reached long ago."
text_transcription: WE ARE HUNGRY AND WISH TO BE FED AND BREAD AND MEAT BRINGS US WHERE WE WANT TO BE AT ONCE BUT YOU NEEDS FOR ALL YOUR HASTE TAKE SO MANY TURNS AND WIND ABOUT SO MUCH IT IS A WONDER IF YOU EVER FIND YOUR WAY TO THE GOAL THAT WE HAVE REACHED LONG AGO
phonemes: wiː ɑːɹ hˈʌŋɡɹi ænd wˈɪʃ təbi fˈɛd, ænd bɹˈɛd ænd mˈiːt bɹˈɪŋz ˌʌs wˌɛɹ wiː wˈɔnt təbi ɐtwˈʌns, bˌʌt juː mˈiːdz, fɔːɹ ˈɔːl jʊɹ hˈeɪst, tˈeɪk sˌoʊ mˈɛni tˈɜːnz ænd wˈɪnd ɐbˌaʊt sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ ɪɾ ɪz ɐ wˈʌndɚ ɪf juː ˈɛvɚ fˈaɪnd jʊɹ wˈeɪ tə ðə ɡˈoʊl ðæt wiː hæv ɹˈiːtʃt lˈɔŋ ɐɡˈoʊ."