Luyện nghe bài hát Nina

Dnes v jsem ze span k?i?ela tvoje jmno,
j vm, e rd, ale nejde zapomenout,
jak p?i slov?
v?ka,
prosm, moji zpov??,
u star na psan?ka.

Jsem bytost z vodnch par, iva 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, prom?? je s nimi ve sny, v i v ?iny
a j tu z?stanu, mal?sk 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 krev z 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,
nechm nebe,
budu vm tm, co k propasti svede,
budu fltnou
a v tv dui,
pak tie vzltnou,
by tuit,

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

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

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.

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 mi na rety slzy mz.

Tonight, I out your name in my dreams
I know, it not make you happy, but it is impossible to forget
of how you narrow your eyes every word you say
Please, hear out my
We are way too grown-up to write love
I am a creature made out of a mist, living from the power of your breath
I know it you unhappy, maybe drive you angry
but
I to tell you everything
and then.. to out somewhere
you will understand how difficult it is, not to love
My has accelerated again
like a of a marathon runner

What kind of love story is
Without love, without
You remain wordless, clearly words belong to the others
Please, turn all your dreams gestures and acts
I am staying here, as a lost painters
Maybe youll return and I will let you to stretch me out as canvas
Please, me, create me in your own image
Let me aflame, talk about us again
You are my fear, you are my running from cut wounds
You are the one who comes in,
You are the sound of all the falling down
a muses tears onto my lips
You are my fear, you are my blood running from cut
Despite my wishes, you live deep of me
You are the of all the minarets falling down
a muses tears onto my lips

and

When I blend in with the air, and force to cry
I will be everything would lead others to perdition
be Pied Pipers flute
And an of your soul
And then, birds silently lift off
Not to make the suspect
That the sky is gonna over
And with this world,
tremble with guilty conscience
which would then talk to the
of its fights
of self-centered war
Heart
that you accustomed yourself to from the distance

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

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