Luyện nghe bài hát Apologija Laibach

Od kdaj, resnice, ste bratje noc'i?
Kaj roke s krvjo rdec'i?
Eksplozija v noc'i je gorja,
opravic'iti z njo se ne da.
Razbiti mogoc'e ni,
oltarja laz'i, ki mnoz'i.
dez'na slika, brezbolne luc'i,
edina zavetja noc'i.
duha smo in bratje moc'i,
katere se ne izvrs'i.
Smo duhovi od tega sveta,
noro podobo gorja.
Razlaga je in ti krvavis':
Po stotic' razbijte sveta, -
vas' trud je zaman. Presegli smo
nas' dolg je
in je luc'.
(Since when, sons of truth, are you the of night?
What your hands with the redness of blood?
The explosion in the is the flower of woe,
nothing can be by it.
The altar be destroyed,
the altar of lies, multiplies shapes.
The spotless picture, the light,
the harbors of the terrible night.
We are the of the spirit and the brothers of strength,
promises 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 efforts are in vain. We have the night:
our debt has been
and the is ours.)