Luyện nghe bài hát Nina

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

bytost z vodnch 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 se mi dech
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, mal?sk pltno,
t?eba se vrt a j zas se napnout,
prosm, maluj m?, tvo? k 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 z ?eznch ran,
jsi ten, kdo nepozvn,
jsi zvuk, kdy padnou mi na rety mz.

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

e se nebe
a sv?tem,
tv sv?dom
poprv promluv k

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

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

Tonight, I cried out name in my dreams
I know, it does not make you happy, but it is impossible to
of how you narrow your eyes 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, living only from the power of breath
I it makes you unhappy, maybe drive you angry
but
I want to you everything
and then.. to hide out
Maybe you will understand how it is, not to love
My breath has accelerated
like a breath of a runner

What of love story is this?
Without love, without
You remain wordless, clearly words belong to the others
Please, turn all dreams into gestures and acts
I am staying here, as a painters canvas
Maybe youll return and I let you to stretch me out as this canvas
Please, paint me, me in your own image
Let me aflame, talk about us again
You are my fear, you are my blood running cut wounds
You are the one who in, uninvited
You are the sound of all the minarets falling
a muses tears 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 falling
a tears dropping onto my lips

and

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

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