text_original: Who will bury me when it has come? Who will visit my tomb? Who will sorrow for me? And now it is in a strange place, in the house of a stranger, that I may have to die! Yes, in a corner which I do not know!... My God, how sad a thing is life!...
text_transcription: WHO WILL BURY ME WHEN IT HAS COME WHO WILL VISIT MY TOMB WHO WILL SORROW FOR ME AND NOW IT IS IN A STRANGE PLACE IN THE HOUSE OF A STRANGER THAT I MAY HAVE TO DIE YES IN A CORNER WHICH I DO NOT KNOW MY GOD HOW SAD A THING IS LIFE
phonemes: hˌuː wɪl bˈɛɹi mˌiː wɛn ɪt hɐz kˈʌm? hˌuː wɪl vˈɪzɪt maɪ tˈuːm? hˌuː wɪl sˈɑːɹoʊ fɔːɹ mˌiː? ænd nˈaʊ ɪɾ ɪz ɪn ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒ plˈeɪs, ɪnðə hˈaʊs əvə stɹˈeɪndʒɚ, ðæt aɪ mˌeɪhɐv tə dˈaɪ! jˈɛs, ɪn ɐ kˈɔːɹnɚ wˌɪtʃ aɪ duːnˌɑːt nˈoʊ!... maɪ ɡˈɑːd, hˌaʊ sˈæd ɐ θˈɪŋ ɪz lˈaɪf!...