Luyện nghe bài hát Vojna Poema (war Poem)

(Slovenian)
V nocoj bomo spali, v vetru, ki divje se smeje,
nam bodo oblaki- rjuhe edine odeje.
Pala na roke, obleke, prva, bo kaplja, v noc cez
mocvirno poseko bo caplja.
Trsi spiral bo lica, nam usta s krpo, noc nam bo
z nozem rezala crnega kruha.
Svoje misli bomo kot prhle veje, dokler nam
soncna zemlje, src ne ogreje.
V bo hosta zapela, hosta in pesem vojna:
Brat moj, ne 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 sheets, will be our only
blankets.
On and clothes the first, then second
drops of will fall.
In the through the swampy clearing a
heron cry out.
The stronger one will our faces and
moisten our lips a rag and the night with
a cold will cut us black bread.
We will weigh up our thoughts like
branches, the sunny dawn warms the
and our hearts.
The underwood will up in the sun and
war will begin its song Brother of mine,
Don't hide your face, today is war, WAR today!