text_original: Father they called him from of old   Batuschka! . . . How his heart is cold! Wait till a million scourged men Rise in their awful might, and then   God save the Tsar!
text_transcription: FATHER THEY CALLED HIM FROM OF OLD BATUSHKA HOW HIS HEART IS COLD WAIT TILL A MILLION SCORCHED MEN RISE IN THEIR AWFUL MIGHT AND THEN GOD SAVED THAT SOR
phonemes: fˈɑːðɚ ðeɪ kˈɔːld hˌɪm fɹʌm ʌv ˈoʊld bˈæɾʌʃkə! . . . hˌaʊ hɪz hˈɑːɹt ɪz kˈoʊld! wˈeɪt tˈɪl ɐ mˈɪliən skˈɜːdʒd mˈɛn ɹˈaɪz ɪn ðɛɹ ˈɔːfəl mˈaɪt, ænd ðˈɛn ɡˈɑːd sˈeɪv ðə tsˈɑːɹ!