《Strange Fruit》歌词

[00:00:00] Strange Fruit - Dee Dee Bridgewater (迪·迪·布赖特沃特)

[00:00:17] Southern trees bearin' strange fruit

[00:00:32] Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots

[00:00:50] Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze

[00:01:05] Strange fruit hangin' from the Poplar trees

[00:01:30] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:01:41] Them big bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:01:59] Scent of magnolia clean and fresh

[00:02:12] Then the sudden smell of burnin' flesh

[00:02:33] Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck

[00:02:43] For the rain to gather for the wind to suck

[00:02:58] For the sun to rot

[00:03:04] For the leaves to drop

[00:03:19] Here is a strange and bitter crop