text_original: I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me; For my heart is sore and heavy at voyaging the sea. My loving friends I'll bear in mind, and often fondly turn To think of Belashanny, and the winding banks of Erne.
text_transcription: I HOPE THAT MAN AND WOMANKIND WILL DO THE SAME BY ME FOR MY HEART IS SORE AND HEAVY AT VOYAGING THE SEA MY LOVING FRIENDS I'LL BEAR IN MIND AND OFTEN FONDLY TURN TO THINK OF BELA SHANNI AND THE WINDING BANKS OF URN
phonemes: aɪ hˈoʊp ðæt mˈæn ænd wˈʊməŋkˌaɪnd wɪl dˈuː ðə sˈeɪm baɪ mˌiː; fɔːɹ maɪ hˈɑːɹt ɪz sˈɔːɹ ænd hˈɛvi æt vˈɔɪɪdʒɪŋ ðə sˈiː. maɪ lˈʌvɪŋ fɹˈɛndz aɪl bˈɛɹ ɪn mˈaɪnd, ænd ˈɔfən fˈɑːndli tˈɜːn tə θˈɪŋk ʌv bᵻlˈæʃæni, ænd ðə wˈaɪndɪŋ bˈæŋks ʌv ˈɜːn.