text_original: 'Now ever alake, my master dear, I fear a deadly storm ! * I saw the new moon, late yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm.'
text_transcription: NOW EVER A LAKE MY MASTER DEAR I FEAR A DEADLY STORM I SAW THE NEW MOON LAKE YASTREEN WITH THE OLD MOON IN HER ARM AND IF WE GANG TO SEA MASTER I FEAR WE'LL COME TO HARM
phonemes: nˈaʊ ˈɛvɚɹ ɐlˈeɪk, maɪ mˈæstɚ dˈɪɹ, aɪ fˈɪɹ ɐ dˈɛdli stˈɔːɹm ! ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk aɪ sˈɔː ðə nˈuː mˈuːn, lˈeɪt jˈɛstɹiːn, wˈaɪ ðɪ ˈɔːld mˈuːn ɪn hɜːɹ ˈɑːɹm; ænd ɪf wiː ɡˈæŋ tə sˈiː, mˈæstɚ, aɪ fˈɪɹ wiːl kˈʌm tə hˈɑːɹm.