Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Messengers

I looked upon the book of
the lines of face after face
Looking down at their feet
Bound in chains bound in
Chains of chains of gold
We knew it was wrong but we looked
And paraded them the colonial streets
And how they became enslaved

They came on the great ships
Mothers separated from their
Husbands on the auction block
Bound in chains in chains
of leather chains of gold
Men knew it was wrong but they away
And led to toil in fields of white
As they turned their necks to a bitter

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

sends us such strange messengers
They come through time
To to enrage
And in their arms even fruit
And they swing the trees
their vision in flames
Ropes of leather ropes of
Men it was wrong but they looked away
Messengers swinging from twisted
As they turned necks to a bitter landscape

Oh the people I hear them
Am I not a man and a
Am I not a woman and a
We will be heard we will be