Luyện nghe bài hát Apologija Laibach

Od kdaj, sinovi resnice, ste bratje
Kaj vas'e s krvjo rdec'i?
v noc'i je roz'a gorja,
opravic'iti z njo se ne da.
Razbiti oltarja ni,
oltarja laz'i, ki mnoz'i.
Brezma dez'na slika, luc'i,
zavetja srhljivih noc'i.
Otroci smo in bratje moc'i,
katere se ne izvrs'i.
Smo duhovi od tega sveta,
noro podobo gorja.
Razlaga je bic' in ti
Po razbijte zrcalo sveta, -
vas' trud je zaman. smo noc':
nas' dolg je
in je luc'.
(Since when, sons of truth, are you the brothers of
What colors your hands with the of blood?
The explosion in the night is the of woe,
nothing can be by it.
The cannot be destroyed,
the altar of lies, that shapes.
The spotless picture, the light,
the only harbors of the night.
We are the children of the and the brothers of strength,
whose are not fulfilled.
We are the black of this world,
we the mad image of woe.
The is the whip 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 paid
and the is ours.)