Luyện nghe bài hát Apologija Laibach

Od kdaj, sinovi resnice, ste bratje
Kaj roke vas'e s krvjo
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,
edina srhljivih noc'i.
Otroci smo in bratje moc'i,
katere se ne izvrs'i.
Smo c'rni duhovi od sveta,
opevarno podobo gorja.
Razlaga je bic' in ti
Po stotic' zrcalo sveta, -
vas' trud je zaman. smo noc':
nas' je poplac'an
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 night is the of woe,
can be justified by it.
The altar be destroyed,
the altar of lies, that shapes.
The spotless picture, the light,
the harbors of the terrible night.
We are the of the spirit and the brothers of strength,
whose are not fulfilled.
We are the black ghosts of world,
we the mad image of woe.
The is the whip and you bleed.
Break the of the world for the hundredth time, -
all your efforts are in vain. We have overcome the
our has been paid
and the is ours.)