Luyện nghe bài hát Apologija Laibach

Od kdaj, resnice, ste bratje noc'i?
Kaj roke vas'e s krvjo
Eksplozija v je roz'a gorja,
opravic'iti z njo se ne da.
mogoc'e oltarja ni,
oltarja laz'i, ki mnoz'i.
Brezma dez'na slika, luc'i,
edina zavetja noc'i.
duha smo in bratje moc'i,
katere se ne izvrs'i.
Smo duhovi od tega sveta,
opevarno noro gorja.
Razlaga je in ti krvavis':
Po stotic' zrcalo sveta, -
vas' je zaman. Presegli smo noc':
dolg je poplac'an
in je luc'.
(Since when, sons of truth, are you the of night?
What colors hands with the redness of blood?
The in the night is the flower of woe,
can be justified by it.
The cannot be destroyed,
the altar of lies, multiplies shapes.
The spotless picture, the light,
the only of the terrible night.
We are the children of the spirit and the of strength,
promises are not fulfilled.
We are the ghosts of this world,
we the mad image of woe.
The explanation is the and you bleed.
Break the mirror of the for the hundredth time, -
all your are in vain. We have overcome the night:
our debt has been
and the is ours.)