Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Messengers

I looked the book of life
the lines of face after face
Looking down at their naked
Bound in chains in chains
Chains of chains of gold
We it was wrong but we looked away
And paraded down the colonial streets
And that's how they enslaved

They came across on the great
separated from their babes
Husbands stood on the auction
Bound in bound in chains
Chains of leather of gold
Men it was wrong but they looked away
And led them to toil in of white
As they turned necks to a bitter landscape

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

History sends us strange messengers
They come down through
To embrace to
And in arms even stranger fruit
And they from the trees
their vision in flames
Ropes of leather ropes of
Men knew it was wrong but they looked
Messengers swinging from rope
As turned their necks to a bitter landscape

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