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,
z njo se nic'esar ne da.
Razbiti oltarja ni,
oltarja laz'i, ki mnoz'i.
Brezma slika, brezbolne luc'i,
edina srhljivih noc'i.
Otroci duha smo in moc'i,
katere se ne izvrs'i.
Smo c'rni duhovi od sveta,
opevarno noro gorja.
je bic' in ti krvavis':
Po stotic' zrcalo sveta, -
vas' trud je zaman. Presegli smo
dolg je poplac'an
in je luc'.
(Since when, sons of truth, are you the brothers of
What colors hands with the redness of blood?
The explosion in the is the flower of woe,
can be justified by it.
The altar be destroyed,
the altar of lies, that 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 of the world for the hundredth time, -
all your efforts are in vain. We have overcome the
our debt has been
and the is ours.)