Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Messengers

I upon the book of life
Tracing the of face after face
Looking down at naked feet
Bound in chains bound in
of leather chains of gold
We knew it was wrong but we looked
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 bound in chains
Chains of leather chains of
Men knew it was wrong but they away
And led them to toil in fields of
As they their necks to a bitter landscape

Oh the people I them calling
Am I not a man and a
Am I not a woman and a

History sends us such strange
They come down time
To to enrage
And in their arms even fruit
And they swing from the
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 people I them calling
Am I not a man and a
Am I not a woman and a
We will be heard we be heard