Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Messengers

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

They across on the great ships
Mothers from their babes
Husbands stood on the auction
Bound in chains bound in
Chains of leather chains of
Men knew it was wrong but they looked
And led them to toil in fields of
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 woman and a

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

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