Fonetic transcripcion

Definition:

A transcription intended to represent each distinct speech sound with a separate

symbol transcription, written text-something written, especially  copied from one

medium to another, as a typewritten version of dictation.

Taken from: https://www.thefreedictionary.com/phonetic+transcription

Exercices:

1. Transcribe the followings texts.

Videos

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=isrc_bo0TBo ( betwen second 30- 2:30)

-Sorry come on

-Are you the lady who telephoned?

- yeah, I thought you said it would be quiet now

-Hello, young man. Shall we go inside and try on same new shoes?

-Come on new shoes and then a lollipop, all right?

-just two minutes

-No!

-Come on, let's get it done

-Sorry. Kyle! Kyle!

-Karen could you help, please?

-Come on, come on

-He needs a 12

-Try the 13

-come on

-He's needs wearing a happy

-shh, don't say anything, dairling

-There must be something wrong with him

-Don't stare

-I'm sorry

-shhhhh

-Well done see now, new shoes

-No, here´s your treat it´s a lollipop

-There come on, then let´s get home

-Shall I take Michey?

-I'll take Michey. Let´s cross

-Hold my hand. Hold my hand

-Right, now we look and we look

-and no cars and we can go

-Come on

-come on kyle. ¿What's the matter?

-¿What's the matter?

-¿Have you suffer your shoes?

-Come on, come over to the pavement

-Well look at your shoe

-NO! no!

-Come on, Kyle

-Kyle, Kyle, come on please, Kyle.

.Come on Kyle, cars make you smile

-Come on, good boy, good boy

Solution:

Sɔrɪ. kʌm an ¿ar ju ðe ledɪ hu tɜləfond? jəa ə θɔt ju səɪd ɪt wud bi kwaɪət naʊ

Hɛlo, jʌn mæn ʃæl wi goʊ ɪnsaɪd ænd traɪ an seɪm niu ʃus kʌm an nju ʃus ænd 

ðɛn ə , lɒlɪpɒp ɔll raɪt?  dʒʌst tʊ məniuts noʊ cʌm an, lɛt´s gɛt ɪt dʌn sɔrɪ kaɪl! 

kaɪl! Karən kud ju hɛlp pliz? cʌm an, cʌm an hi nids eɪ twɛlvə traɪ a θirtɪŋ cʌm

an hi's wɛrɪŋ eɪ hæpɪ ʃ, ʃ, dʌn't seɪ ɛnɪθɪŋ darlɪŋ ðɛr mæst bi sʌmθɪŋ rɔŋ hwɪt 

hɪm aɪm sɔrɪ ʃ, ʃ wɛl dʌn, sɪ naʊ nju ʃus naʊ hɪr's jur trit ɪt's eɪ lɒlɪpɒp ðɛr cʌm 

an ðnɛ lɛt's gɛt hoʊm sæl aɪ teɪk mɪkɪ aɪ'l teɪk mɪkɪ lɛt's krɔss hold maɪ hænd, 

hold maɪ hænd raɪt naʊ wi luk, ænd wi luk ænd naʊ kars ænd wi cæn goʊ cʌm 

an cʌm an kalɪ. hwat's ðɛ mætɚ? hwat's ðɛ mætɚ? hæv ju scʌfəd jur ʃus? cʌm

an, cʌm ovɚ tuɚ ðə pevmənt  wɛl luk æt jur ʃu noʊ, noʊ cʌm an kaɪl kaɪl, kaɪl, 

cʌm an pliz, kaɪl cʌm an, jars meɪk ju smaɪl cʌm an, gud bɔɪ, gud bɔɪ.             

                                  Cartoons

                          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h0xNQeGl0MI

This looks like a job for super rabbit, pardon me, wrong costume. You may fire ready.

 Here doc, try the heavy artillery. Hold it doc, just a precaution. Ok cut the cards

Tour first play. Como on put down the card. All right don't rush me. I'm a... and my

 head hurts. yeah, yeah, yeah tha'ts it! Gin you lose. So long goobye, have a nice trip. 

To the station Mac. Well, Goobye, Bon voyage Sammy. So long see you in Miami.

 

TRANSCRIPTION:

ðɪs luks laɪk ə dʒab for super ræbɪt, pardom mi rɔŋ kastjum. ju maɪ fer rɛdɪ hɪr dok traɪ 

ðə hɛvɪ artɪlərɪ hold it dok dʒʌst ə prɪkɔʃən kʌt ðə kɑrds jʊr fɜst pleɪ kʌm ʌn pʊt daʊn ðə

kards ɔraɪt don'rʌʃ maɪ'ə..ænmaɪ hɛhɝtjejejeðat'idʒɪjluslɔŋ 

gʊdbaɪ hæə naɪtrɪtðə steʃəmawɛgʊdbaɪ bovojeʃ sami slɔŋ sjimaɪami.

                                                                               Songs:

Girls on fire

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J91ti_MpdHA

She's just a girl, and she's on fire 
Hotter than a fantasy, longer like a highway 
She's living in a world, and it's on fire 
Feeling the catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away 

Oh, she got both feet on the ground 
And she's burning it down 
Oh, she got her head in the clouds 
And she's not backing down 

This girl is on fire 
This girl is on fire 
She's walking on fire 
This girl is on fire 

Looks like a girl, but she's a flame 
So bright, she can burn your eyes 
Better look the other way 
You can try but you'll never forget her name 
She's on top of the world 
Hottest of the hottest girls say 

Oh, we got our feet on the ground 
And we're burning it down 
Oh, got our head in the clouds 
And we're not coming down 

This girl is on fire 
This girl is on fire 
She's walking on fire 
This girl is on fire 

Everybody stands, as she goes by 
Cause they can see the flame that's in her eyes 
Watch her when she's lighting up the night 
Nobody knows that she's a lonely girl 
And it's a lonely world 
But she gon' let it burn, baby, burn, baby 

This girl is on fire 
This girl is on fire 
She's walking on fire 
This girl is on fire 

Oh, oh, oh... 

She's just a girl, and she's on fire

transcripcion

gɝl ʌn faɪr ʃɪ's dʒʌŋk ə gɝl, ænd ʃɪ's ʌn faɪr hatər ə fænsɪ, lɔŋgɚ laɪk ə haɪwe

ʃɪ's liviŋ in ə wɝld ænd it's ʌn faɪr filɪŋ ðə kətæstrəfɪ, bʃt ʃi noʊs ʃi kæn flaɪ əwe

ʃi gat boθ fit ʌn ðə graʊnd ænd ʃi's bɝnɪŋ it daʊn ʃi gat hɝ hɛd in ðə klauds ænd

ʃi's nat beɪkɪŋ daʊn ðɪs gɝl is ʌn saɪr ðɪs gɝl is ʌn faɪr ʃi's wɔkɪŋ ʌn faɪr ðɪs gɝ

l is ʌn faɪr lʊks laɪk ə gɝl, bʃt ʃi's ə flem sɔ braɪt, ʃi cʌn bɝn jʊr aɪs betɚ lʊk ðə

ʌðə weɪ ju kʌn traɪ bʃt ju'l nevɚ fɚrget hɝ neɪm ʃi's ʌn tap of ðə wɝrl hɔtəs of ðə

hɔtəs seɪ wi gat aur fit ʌn ðə graʊnd ænd wi'r bɝrnɪŋ it daʊn gat aʊr hɝ in ðə

klaʊds ænd wi'r nat kʌmiŋ daʊn ðis gɝl is ʌn faɪr ʃi's wɔkɪŋ ʌn faɪr ðɪs gɝl is ʌn

faɪr ɛvrɪbadɪ stænds, as ʃi gos baɪ kɔz deɪ kʌn si ðə fleɪm dæts in hɝ aɪs watʃ

hɝ hwɛn ʃi's laɪtɪŋ ʌp ðə naɪt naʊbadɪ noʊs ðat ʃi's ə lonlɪ gɝl ænd it's ə lonlɪ

wɝld bʃt ʃi gɔn let it bɝn, baɪbɪ, bɝn, beɪbɪ ðis gɝrl is ɔn faɪr ðis gɝer is ɔn faɪr

ʃi's wɔkɪŋ ʌn faɪr ðis gɝl ʌn faɪr ʃi's dʒʌst ə gɝl, ænd ʃi's ʌn faɪr.

 

 

"Hall Of Fame" 
(feat. Will.I.Am) 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0yIGVOyiHDc


Yeah, You could be the greatest 
You can be the best 
You can be the king kong banging on your chest 

You could beat the world 
You could beat the war 
You could talk to God, go banging on his door 

You can throw your hands up 
You can be the clock 
You can move a mountain 
You can break rocks 
You can be a master 
Don't wait for luck 
Dedicate yourself and you can find yourself 

Standing in the hall of fame 
And the world's gonna know your name 
Cause you burn with the brightest flame 
And the world's gonna know your name 
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame 

You could go the distance 
You could run the mile 
You could walk straight through hell with a smile 

You could be the hero 
You could get the gold 
Breaking all the records that thought never could be broke 

Do it for your people 
Do it for your pride 
Never gonna know if you never even try 

Do it for your country 
Do it for you name 
Cause there's gonna be a day 

When you're standing in the hall of fame 
And the world's gonna know your name 
Cause you burn with the brightest flame 
And the world's gonna know your name 
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame 

Be a champion, Be a champion, Be a champion, Be a champion 

On the walls of the hall of fame 

Be students 
Be teachers 
Be politicians 
Be preachers 

Be believers 
Be leaders 
Be astronauts 
Be champions 
Be true seekers 

Be students 
Be teachers 
Be politicians 
Be preachers 

Be believers 
Be leaders 
Be astronauts 
Be champions 

Standing in the hall of fame 
And the world's gonna know your name 
Cause you burn with the brightest flame 
And the world's gonna know your name 
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame 

(You can be a champion) 
You could be the greatest 
(You can be a champion) 
You can be the best 
(You can be a champion) 
You can be the king kong banging on your chest 

(You can be a champion) 
You could beat the world 
(You can be a champion) 
You could beat the war 
(You can be a champion) 
You could talk to God, go banging on his door 

(You can be a champion) 
You can throw your hands up 
(You can be a champion) 
You can be the clock 
(You can be a champion) 
You can move a mountain 
(You can be a champion) 
You can break rocks 

(You can be a champion) 
You can be a master 
(You can be a champion) 
Don't wait for luck 
(You can be a champion) 
Dedicate yourself and you can find yourself 
(You can be a champion)

 

Transcripcion

 

Hɔl of fem

ju kʊd bi ðə grets ju kæn bi ðə best ju kæn bi ðəkɪŋ kɔn 
bængɪn ɔn jʊr ʃtest ju kʊd bit ðə wɔr ju kʊd tɔk tu gad 
goʊ bængɪŋ ʌn hɪz dor ju kæn θow jʊr hænds ʌp ju kæn
bi ðə klok ju kæn muv ə maʊnt ju kæn breɪk raks ju kæn
weɪt for lʌk dɛdəket jʊrself ænd iʊr kæn faɪnd jʊrself 
stændɪŋ in ðə hɔl of fem ænd ðə wɝld's gɔnɑ naʊ jʊr neɪm
ænd ju'l bi ʌn ðə wɔls of ðə hɔl of fem ju kʊd goʊ ðə 
dɪstəns ju kʊd rʌn ðə mel ju kud wɔk stret θru hɛl wiθ ə 
smaɪl ju kud bi ðə hɪro jʊ kud get ðə gold  brekɪŋ ɔll ðə 
rɛkɝds ðat θrɔt  nɛvɝ kud bi brok du it for jʊr pɪpl du it for
jʊr praɪd nɛvɝ gona noʊ if ju nɛnɝ ɛvɝ traɪ du it for jʊr 
kʌntrɪ du it for ju ne m kɔzmðɛr's gona bi ə deɪ hwɛn ju'r
stʌndɪŋ in ðə hɔl of fem ænd ðə wɝld's gona naʊ jʊr neɪm 
kɔz ju bɝn wɪθ ðə braɪtes fleɪm ænd ðə wɝld's gona noʊ 
jʊr neɪm ænd ju'l bi ʌn ðə wɔl of ðə hɔl of fem bi ə tʃæmpən 
bi ə tʃæmpɪən bi ə tʃæmpɪən bi ə tʃæmpɪən ʌn ðə wɔls of 
ðəhɔl of fem ju kæn bi ə tʃæmpɪən ju kud bit ðə wɝld ʌn ðə 
wɔls of ð hɔl of fem bi stjudnt bi tɪtʃɚ bi palətɪʃən bi prɪtʃɚ
bi bəlivɚ bi lɪdɚs bi æstrecɔt bi tʃæmpɪən bi θrʊ sɪkers bi 
stjudnt bi  tɪtʃɚ bi palətɪʃənbi bəlivɚ bi lɪdɚs bi æstrecɔt bi
tʃæmpɪən stændɪŋ in ðə hɔl of fem ænd ðə wɝld's gɔnɑ
naʊ jʊr neɪm kɔz ju bɝn wɪθ ðə braɪtes fleɪm ænd ðə wɝld's 
gona noʊ  jʊr neɪm ænd ju'l bi ʌn ðə wɔl of ðə hɔl of fem
bi ə tʃæmpən bi ə tʃæmpɪən  bi ə tʃæmpɪən bi ə tʃæmpɪən 
ʌn ðə wɔls of ðə hɔl of fem ju kæn bi ə tʃæmpɪən ju kʊd bi ðə
grets  ju kæn bi ə tʃæmpɪən ju kæn bi  ðə best ju kæn bi ðəkɪŋ
 kɔn bængɪn ɔn jʊr ʃtest
                       

                                                        Poems:

                   The blue death

The skay is in my eyes, I don´t have a body

Is the moment of death the truth of absence?

Is the moment of life the fire of purity?

Is the moment of light!

Is the moment of flight!

Where is the worry?

The plenitude absorbed my mind

The sea is like silk

The wind is slipknots

The space is my country

The kisses of time disappeared; carried me

To essence, to the cell, to the knowledge

No more pain; no longer the need to worry

No more memory

Only my blue heart!

Taken from: https://eltiempohabitado.wordpress.com/poemas-en-ingles/

 

 

TRANSCRIPTION:

ðə blʊ dɝθ

ðə skeɪ in in maɪ aɪs aɪ don't hæv ə badɪ is ðə momənt of 
dɝθ ðə truθ of æbɛns is ðə momənt of laɪf ðə fer of pjʊrɪst
is ðə momənt of laɪf laɪt is ðə momənt of flaɪt whɛr is ðə
wɜɪ ðə plɛnɪtud əbsɔrbəd maɪ maɪnd ðə si is laɪk sɪk ðə 
wɪnislɪpnotðə speɪimaɪ kʌntrɪ ðə kɪseotaɪm 
disəpɪrkærɪemtɛsntðə setðə nɑlɪdʒ noʊ mo
peɪn noʊ lʌngeðə nid twɜɪ noʊ momɛmərɪ onlɪ maɪ blʊ 
hɑrt.

                                      BROKEN TRUTH

                           

The tongue is the mill
Where the truth is broken

From the border of the printed word
To the farther extremes of the voice
The darkening idea flows into the flower
From the margin of the echo
To the fleeing fantasy
The crystal that transmits
The light of thought
Is broken off
Until the final moment
In which a tear bursts
Into the thirsty hollow of the lyre
Where the agony can be seen
Deeply rolling toward the sound
That covers the wounds
Where the screams of men are drowned.

WRITTEN BY: Julie Sopetrán

TRANSCRPTION:                            

brok truθ

ðə tʌŋ is ðə mɪl whɛr ðə truθ is brok frʌm ðə bɔrdɝ of ðə prɪnted wɜrd tu ðə 

faðə ɪkstrms of ðə vɔɪs ðə darkənɪŋ aɪdiə flos intʊ ðə flaʊɚ frʌm ðə mardʒɪn 

of ðə ɛko tu ðə fliɪŋ fæntəsɪ ðə krɪstl ðan træensmɪt ðə laɪt of θrʊ is brok ɔff

 ʌntɪl ðə faɪnl mʌmənt in whitʃ ə tɛr bɝnst ɪntʊ ðə θɜstɪ hɑlo of ðə lɛra hwɛðə

 ægənɪ kæbsdiplɪ rɔlɪŋ tordðə saʊnðakavɚðə wunds  hwɛðə 

skrimomæn adaʊner.