Luyện nghe bài hát Apologija Laibach

Od kdaj, sinovi resnice, ste bratje
Kaj vas'e s krvjo rdec'i?
Eksplozija v je roz'a gorja,
opravic'iti z njo se ne da.
Razbiti mogoc'e ni,
oltarja laz'i, ki mnoz'i.
Brezma dez'na slika, luc'i,
edina zavetja noc'i.
Otroci smo in bratje moc'i,
katere se ne izvrs'i.
Smo duhovi od tega sveta,
opevarno noro gorja.
je bic' in ti krvavis':
Po razbijte zrcalo sveta, -
vas' je zaman. Presegli smo noc':
nas' je poplac'an
in je luc'.
(Since when, sons of truth, are you the of night?
What colors your hands the redness of blood?
The explosion in the night is the of woe,
nothing can be by it.
The altar be destroyed,
the altar of lies, that shapes.
The spotless picture, the light,
the only harbors of the night.
We are the of the spirit and the brothers of strength,
whose are not fulfilled.
We are the black of this world,
we sing the mad of woe.
The explanation is the and you bleed.
the mirror of the world for the hundredth time, -
all your are in vain. We have overcome the night:
our debt has been
and the is ours.)