Luyện nghe bài hát Nina

Dnes v jsem ze span k?i?ela tvoje jmno,
j vm, e nejsi rd, ale zapomenout,
jak p?i kadm
v?ka,
prosm, moji zpov??,
u star 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, vechna pat? 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, m?, tvo? k obrazu svmu,
m? sho?et, u nikdy 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 rety mz.

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

e se nebe
a sv?tem,
tv ?ern
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 slzy mz.
Jsi m zko, jsi z ?eznch ran,
jsi ten, kdo nepozvn,
jsi zvuk, kdy padnou mi na rety 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 z ?eznch ran,
jsi ten, kdo nepozvn,
jsi zvuk, kdy mi na rety slzy mz.

Tonight, I cried out your name in my
I know, it not make 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 letters
I am a creature made out of a mist, only 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
Maybe you will understand how difficult it is, not to
My breath has accelerated
like a of a marathon runner

What of love story is this?
Without love, lovers
You remain wordless, clearly your words belong to the
Please, turn all your dreams into gestures and
I am here, as a lost 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 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 running cut wounds
Despite my wishes, you live deep of me
You are the sound of all the falling down
a tears dropping onto my lips

and

I blend in with the air, and force heaven to cry
I will be that would lead others to perdition
Will be Pied flute
And an of your soul
And then, birds will silently off
Not to make the suspect
That the sky is lean over
And with this world,
tremble with your conscience
would then talk to the victims
of its fights
of your war
commotions
that you yourself 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 falling
a tears dropping onto my lips
You are my fear, you are my running from cut wounds
Despite my wishes, you live deep of me
You are the sound of all the minarets down
a muses tears dropping my lips

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 onto my
You are my fear, you are my running from cut wounds
my wishes, you live deep inside of me
You are the sound of all the minarets falling
a muses tears dropping my lips