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Patty Smith

Strange Messengers

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Текст песни Patty Smith - Strange Messengers

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I looked upon the book of lifeTracing the lines of face after faceLooking down at their naked feetBound in chains bound in chainsChains of leather chains of goldWe knew it was wrong but we looked awayAnd paraded them down the colonial streetsAnd that`s how they became enslavedThey came across on the great shipsMothers separated from their babesHusbands stood on the auction blockBound in chains bound in chainsChains of leather chains of goldMen knew it was wrong but they looked awayAnd led them to toil in fields of whiteAs they turned their necks to a bitter landscapeOh the people I hear them callingAm I not a man and a brotherAm I not a woman and a sisterHistory sends us such strange messengersThey come down through timeTo embrace to enrageAnd in their arms even stranger fruitAnd they swing from the treesWith their vision in flamesRopes of leather ropes of goldMen knew it was wrong but they looked awayMessengers swinging from twisted ropeAs they turned their necks to a bitter landscapeOh the people I hear them callingAm I not a man and a brotherAm I not a woman and a sisterWe will be heard we will be heard

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