Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Messengers

I upon the book of life
Tracing the lines of after face
Looking at their naked feet
in chains bound in chains
Chains of leather chains of
We knew it was wrong but we away
And paraded down the colonial streets
And that's how they became

They came across on the ships
Mothers separated from their
stood on the auction block
Bound in chains bound in
Chains of leather of gold
Men knew it was wrong but they looked
And led to toil in fields of white
As they turned their to a bitter landscape

Oh the I hear them calling
Am I not a man and a
Am I not a and a sister

sends us such strange messengers
They come down through
To to enrage
And in arms even stranger fruit
And swing from the trees
With their in flames
of leather ropes of gold
Men knew it was wrong but they away
Messengers swinging twisted rope
As they turned their necks to a bitter

Oh the I hear them calling
Am I not a man and a
Am I not a and a sister
We will be heard we will be