Luyện nghe bài hát Nina

Dnes v noci ze span k?i?ela tvoje jmno,
j vm, e rd, ale nejde zapomenout,
jak p?i kadm
v?ka,
prosm, vysly zpov??,
u jsme na psan?ka.

Jsem bytost z par, iva jenom z tvho dechu,
j vm, e rd a e je ti to k vzteku,
ti vechno ?ct
a pak se schovat,
pochop,
jak je t?k nemilovat.

Zase zrychlil se mi
jak b?c?m,
co je to za
bez lsky, bez milenc?.

Nem slov, patrn? vechna jinm,
prosm, je s nimi ve sny, v gesta i v ?iny
a j tu z?stanu, ztracen pltno,
se vrt a j zas nechm se napnout,
prosm, maluj m?, k obrazu svmu,
nech m? sho?et, u o ns nemluv.

Jsi m zko, jsi z ?eznch ran,
nechci, jsi ve mn? uschovn,
jsi zvuk, kdy mi na rety slzy mz.
Jsi m zko, jsi krev z ran,
jsi ten, kdo nepozvn,
jsi zvuk, kdy padnou mi na slzy mz.

A se vzduchem,
rozplakat nebe,
budu vm tm, co lidi k svede,
budu fltnou
a v tv dui,
pak tie vzltnou,
by tuit,

e se nebe
a sv?tem,
tv ?ern
poprv k ob?tem

boj?
tv vlky,
nepokoj?,
cos' z dlky.

Jsi m zko, jsi z ?eznch ran,
nechci, jsi ve mn? uschovn,
jsi zvuk, kdy mi na rety slzy mz.
Jsi m zko, jsi z ?eznch ran,
jsi ten, kdo nepozvn,
jsi zvuk, kdy padnou mi na slzy mz.

Jsi m zko, jsi z ?eznch ran,
nechci, jsi ve mn? uschovn,
jsi zvuk, kdy mi na rety slzy mz.
Jsi m zko, jsi z ?eznch ran,
jsi ten, kdo nepozvn,
jsi zvuk, kdy padnou mi na rety mz.

Tonight, I cried out your name in my
I know, it does not you happy, but it is impossible to forget
of how you narrow eyes with every word you say
Please, out my confession
We are way too grown-up to write love
I am a creature made out of a mist, only from the power of your breath
I it makes you unhappy, maybe drive you angry
but
I want to tell you
and then.. to hide out
Maybe you will understand how it is, not to love
My breath has accelerated
like a of a marathon runner

What kind of story is this?
love, without lovers
You remain wordless, your words belong to the others
Please, all your dreams into gestures and acts
I am staying here, as a painters canvas
Maybe youll and I will let you to stretch me out as this canvas
Please, paint me, create me in your own
Let me aflame, never about us again
You are my fear, you are my blood running from cut
You are the one who in, uninvited
You are the sound of all the falling down
a muses tears dropping my lips
You are my fear, you are my blood running from cut
Despite my wishes, you live inside of me
You are the sound of all the minarets down
a muses tears dropping my lips

and

When I blend in with the air, and heaven to cry
I will be everything that lead others to perdition
Will be Pied Pipers
And an echo of soul
And then, will silently lift off
Not to make the suspect
That the sky is lean over
And with this world,
tremble with guilty conscience
which would then to the victims
of its unequal
of your war
Heart
that you accustomed yourself to observe from the

You are my fear, you are my blood from cut wounds
You are the one who in, uninvited
You are the sound of all the minarets down
a tears dropping onto my lips
You are my fear, you are my blood from cut wounds
Despite my wishes, you live deep of me
You are the sound of all the minarets down
a muses tears dropping onto my

You are my fear, you are my blood running cut wounds
You are the one who comes in,
You are the sound of all the minarets down
a muses tears dropping onto my
You are my fear, you are my blood running cut wounds
Despite my wishes, you live inside of me
You are the sound of all the minarets falling
a muses tears onto my lips