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,
z njo se nic'esar ne da.
Razbiti oltarja ni,
laz'i, ki oblike mnoz'i.
Brezma slika, brezbolne luc'i,
zavetja srhljivih noc'i.
Otroci duha smo in moc'i,
katere se ne izvrs'i.
Smo duhovi od tega sveta,
noro podobo gorja.
Razlaga je in ti krvavis':
Po stotic' zrcalo sveta, -
vas' trud je zaman. Presegli smo
nas' dolg je
in je luc'.
(Since when, of truth, are you the brothers 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 cannot be destroyed,
the of lies, that multiplies shapes.
The picture, the painless light,
the only of the terrible night.
We are the children of the spirit and the of strength,
whose are not fulfilled.
We are the ghosts of this world,
we the mad image of woe.
The is the whip and you bleed.
the mirror of the world for the hundredth time, -
all your efforts are in vain. We have the night:
our debt has been
and the is ours.)