Luyện nghe bài hát Apologija Laibach

Od kdaj, sinovi resnice, ste bratje
Kaj vas'e 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 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' je zaman. Presegli smo noc':
nas' dolg je
in je luc'.
(Since when, sons of truth, are you the brothers of
What your hands with the redness of blood?
The in the night 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 black ghosts of world,
we the mad image of woe.
The explanation is the and you bleed.
Break the mirror of the for the hundredth time, -
all your efforts are in vain. We have the night:
our debt has paid
and the is ours.)