Luyện nghe bài hát Vojna Poema (war Poem)

(Slovenian)
V nocoj bomo spali, v vetru, ki divje se smeje,
morda nam bodo rjuhe edine odeje.
na roke, obleke, prva, druga bo kaplja, v noc cez
mocvirno zakricala bo caplja.
Trsi spiral bo lica, nam usta s krpo, noc nam bo
z nozem rezala crnega kruha.
Svoje misli tehtali bomo kot veje, dokler nam
zarja zemlje, src ne ogreje.
V soncu bo hosta zapela, hosta in pesem
moj, ne skrivaj lica, danes je vojna, VOJNA!
(English)
We're going to sleep in the tonight, in the
wind, who is laughing, wildly, and the
clouds, these white sheets, be our only
blankets.
On hands and clothes the first, then
drops of rain fall.
In the night through the swampy a
will cry out.
The stronger one will wash our and
our lips with a rag and the night with
a cold knife cut us black bread.
We will weigh up our thoughts like
branches, until the dawn warms the
and our hearts.
The will wake up in the sun and
war will begin its song Brother of mine,
Don't your face, today is war, it's WAR today!