text_original: On the ist of April, 1917, on the 102nd anniversary of Bismarck's birth, a Professor beyond the Rhine exclaimed, " We are the most detested people in the world, but we ought to be proud of it." To Bismarck and to the Germany of our days the old song Luther's mother sang to her son is mar  238 Last Fights vellously suitable : " Nobody loves us, neither thee nor me ; it is the fault of us both."
text_transcription: ON THE FIRST OF APRIL NINETEEN SEVENTEEN ON THE ONE HUNDRED AND SECOND ANNIVERSARY OF BISMARCK'S BIRTH A PROFESSOR BEYOND THE RHINE EXCLAIMED WE ARE THE MOST DETESTED PEOPLE IN THE WORLD AND WE OUGHT TO BE PROUD OF IT TO BISMARCK AND TO THE GERMANY OF OUR DAYS THE OLD SONG LUTHER'S MOTHER SANG TO HER SON IS MARVELLOUSLY SUITABLE NOBODY LOVES US NEITHER THEE NOR ME IT IS THE FAULT OF US BOTH
phonemes: ɔnðɪ ˈɪst ʌv ˈeɪpɹəl, nˈaɪntiːnhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvəntˌiːn, ɔnðə wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛkənd ˌænɪvˈɜːsɚɹi ʌv bˈɪsmɑːɹks bˈɜːθ, ɐ pɹəfˈɛsɚ bᵻjˌɔnd ðə ɹˈaɪn ɛksklˈeɪmd, " wiː ɑːɹ ðə mˈoʊst dɪtˈɛstᵻd pˈiːpəl ɪnðə wˈɜːld, bˌʌt wiː ˈɔːt təbi pɹˈaʊd ʌv ɪt." tə bˈɪsmɑːɹk ænd tə ðə dʒˈɜːməni ʌv ˌaʊɚ dˈeɪz ðɪ ˈoʊld sˈɔŋ lˈuːðɚz mˈʌðɚ sˈæŋ tə hɜː sˈʌn ɪz mˈɑːɹ tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi ˈeɪt lˈæst fˈaɪts vˈɛləsli sˈuːɾəbəl : " nˈoʊbɑːdi lˈʌvz ˌʌs, nˈiːðɚ ðiː nˈɔːɹ mˌiː ; ɪɾ ɪz ðə fˈɔlt ʌv ˌʌs bˈoʊθ."