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, vysly zpov??,
u jsme na psan?ka.

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

Nem slov, patrn? pat? jinm,
prosm, je s nimi ve sny, v gesta i v ?iny
a j tu z?stanu, mal?sk pltno,
se vrt a j zas nechm se napnout,
prosm, m?, tvo? 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 padnou mi na rety 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 lidi k svede,
krysa?ovou fltnou
a v tv dui,
pak tie vzltnou,
by tuit,

e se nebe
a sv?tem,
tv sv?dom
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 padnou mi na slzy mz.
Jsi m zko, jsi z ?eznch 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 padnou mi na slzy mz.
Jsi m zko, jsi z ?eznch ran,
jsi ten, kdo nepozvn,
jsi zvuk, kdy padnou mi na 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 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 makes you unhappy, maybe you angry
but
I want to you everything
and then.. to out somewhere
Maybe you will how difficult it is, not to love
My has accelerated again
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, turn all your dreams into and acts
I am staying here, as a lost canvas
Maybe youll and I will let you to stretch me out as this canvas
Please, paint me, me in your own image
Let me aflame, never talk us again
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 muses tears onto my lips
You are my fear, you are my blood running 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

and

When I blend in with the air, and force to cry
I will be that would lead others to perdition
Will be Pied Pipers
And an echo of your
And then, birds will lift off
Not to the others suspect
the sky is gonna lean over
And tremble this world,
with your guilty conscience
which would then talk to the
of its fights
of your war
commotions
that you yourself to observe from the distance

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

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