text_original: Farewell to you, Kildoney lads, and them that pull an oar, A lug sail set, or haul a net, from the Point to Mullaghmore; From Killybegs to bold Slieve League, that ocean mountain steep, Six hundred yards in air aloft, six hundred in the deep, From Dooran to the Fairy Bridge, and round by Tullen strand, Level and long, and white with waves, where gull and curlew stand; Head out to sea when on your lee the breakers you discern!
text_transcription: FAREWELL TO YOU KILDONEY LADS AND THEM THAT PULL AN OAR A LOG SAIL SET OR HAUL A NET FROM THE POINT TO MOLLA MOOR FROM KILLY BANKS TO BOLD SLEEVE LEAGUE THAT OCEAN MOUNTAIN STEEP SIX HUNDRED YARDS IN AIR LOFT SIX HUNDRED IN THE DEEP FROM DURAN TO THE FAIRY BRIDGE AND DROWNED BY TALLEN STRAND LEVEL AND LONG AND WHITE WITH WAVES WHERE GULL AND CURLEWS STAND HEAD OUT TO SEA WHEN ON YOUR LEE THE BREAKERS YOU DISCERN
phonemes: fɛɹwˈɛl tə juː, kɪldˈoʊni lˈædz, ænd ðˌɛm ðæt pˈʊl ɐn ˈɔːɹ, ɐ lˈʌɡ sˈeɪl sˈɛt, ɔːɹ hˈɔːl ɐ nˈɛt, fɹʌmðə pˈɔɪnt tə mˈʌlɐɡmˌɔːɹ; fɹʌm kˈɪlibˌɛɡz tə bˈoʊld slˈiːv lˈiːɡ, ðæt ˈoʊʃən mˈaʊntɪn stˈiːp, sˈɪks hˈʌndɹɪd jˈɑːɹdz ɪn ˈɛɹ ɐlˈɔft, sˈɪks hˈʌndɹɪd ɪnðə dˈiːp, fɹʌm dˈɔːɹən tə ðə fˈɛɹi bɹˈɪdʒ, ænd ɹˈaʊnd baɪ tˈʌlən stɹˈænd, lˈɛvəl ænd lˈɔŋ, ænd wˈaɪt wɪð wˈeɪvz, wˌɛɹ ɡˈʌl ænd kˈɜːluː stˈænd; hˈɛd ˈaʊt tə sˈiː wɛn ˌɔn jʊɹ lˈiː ðə bɹˈeɪkɚz juː dɪsˈɜːn!