Class XII Keeping Quiet - Phonetic Transcription of the Text

Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still.	naʊ wiː wɪl kaʊnt tuː twɛlv ænd wiː wɪl ɔːl kiːp stɪl.
For once on the face of the Earth let’s not speak in any language, let’s stop for one second,	fɔː wʌns ɒn ðə feɪs ɒv ði ɜːθ lɛts nɒt spiːk ɪn ˈɛniˈlæŋgwɪʤ,  lɛts stɒp fɔː wʌn ˈsɛkənd,
and not move our arms so much.	ænd nɒt muːv ˈaʊər ɑːmz səʊ mʌʧ.
It would be an exotic moment without rush, without engines, we would all be together	ɪt wʊd biː ən ɪgˈzɒtɪk ˈməʊmənt wɪˈðaʊt rʌʃ, wɪˈðaʊtˈɛnʤɪnz,  wiː wʊd ɔːl biː təˈgɛðə
in a sudden strangeness.	ɪn ə ˈsʌdn ˈstreɪnʤnəs.
Fishermen in the cold sea would not harm whales	ˈfɪʃəmən ɪn ðə kəʊld siː wʊd nɒt hɑːm weɪlz
and the man gathering salt would look at his hurt hands.	ænd ðə mæn ˈgæðərɪŋ sɔːlt wʊd lʊk æt hɪz hɜːt hændz.
Those who prepare green wars, wars with gas, wars with fire, victory with no survivors, would put on clean clothes	ðəʊz huː prɪˈpeə griːn wɔːz,  wɔːz wɪð gæs, wɔːz wɪðˈfaɪə,  ˈvɪktəri wɪð nəʊ səˈvaɪvəz,  wʊd pʊt ɒn kliːn kləʊðz
and walk about with their brothers	ænd wɔːk əˈbaʊt wɪð ðeə ˈbrʌðəz
in the shade, doing nothing.	ɪn ðə ʃeɪd, ˈdu(ː)ɪŋ ˈnʌθɪŋ.
What I want should not be confused	wɒt aɪ wɒnt ʃʊd nɒt biː kənˈfjuːzd
with total inactivity.	wɪð ˈtəʊtl ˌɪnækˈtɪvɪti.
Life is what it is about;	laɪf ɪz wɒt ɪt ɪz əˈbaʊt;
I want no truck with death.	aɪ wɒnt nəʊ trʌk wɪð dɛθ.
If we were not so single-minded about keeping our lives moving, and for once could do nothing, perhaps a huge silence	ɪf wiː wɜː nɒt səʊ ˈsɪŋgl-ˈmaɪndɪd əˈbaʊt ˈkiːpɪŋ ˈaʊə lɪvzˈmuːvɪŋ, ænd fɔː wʌns kʊd duː ˈnʌθɪŋ, pəˈhæps ə hjuːʤˈsaɪləns
might interrupt this sadness	maɪt ˌɪntəˈrʌpt ðɪs ˈsædnɪs
of never understanding ourselves and of threatening ourselves with death.	ɒv ˈnɛvər ˌʌndəˈstændɪŋ ˌaʊəˈsɛlvz ænd ɒv ˈθrɛtnɪŋ ˌaʊəˈsɛlvzwɪð dɛθ.
Perhaps the Earth can teach us as when everything seems dead and later proves to be alive.	pəˈhæps ði ɜːθ kæn tiːʧ ʌs æz wɛn ˈɛvrɪθɪŋ siːmz dɛd ændˈleɪtə pruːvz tuː biː əˈlaɪv.
Now I’ll count up to twelve	naʊ aɪl kaʊnt ʌp tuː twɛlv
and you keep quiet and I will go.	ænd juː kiːp ˈkwaɪət ænd aɪ wɪl gəʊ.