text_original: ] Thou art fallen, truest of nations! Thou art thrust down under thine own blow! not the weapon of a foreign enemy, which has dug thy grave; not the cannon of the many nations, brought up against thee — they have tottered back at thy Love to thy Fatherland!
text_transcription: THOU ART FALLEN TRUEST OF NATIONS THOU ART THRUST DOWN UNDER THINE OWN BLOW NOT THE WEAPON OF A FOREIGN ENEMY WHICH HAS DUG THY GRAVE NOT THE CANNON OF THE MANY NATIONS BROUGHT UP AGAINST THEE THEY HAVE TOTTERED BACK AT THY LOVE TO THY FATHERLAND
phonemes: ] ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt fˈɔːlən, tɹˈuːəst ʌv nˈeɪʃənz! ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt θɹˈʌst dˌaʊn ˌʌndɚ ðaɪn ˈoʊn blˈoʊ! nˌɑːt ðə wˈɛpən əvə fˈɔːɹən ˈɛnəmi, wˌɪtʃ hɐz dˈʌɡ ðˌaɪ ɡɹˈeɪv; nˌɑːt ðə kˈænən ʌvðə mˈɛni nˈeɪʃənz, bɹˈɔːt ˌʌp ɐɡˈɛnst ðˈiː — ðeɪ hæv tˈɑːɾɚd bˈæk æt ðˌaɪ lˈʌv tə ðˌaɪ fˈɑːðɜːlənd!