Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Messengers

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

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

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

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

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