《Strange Fruit》歌词

[00:00:19] Southern trees bear strange fruit

[00:00:31] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root

[00:00:41] Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze

[00:00:51] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:01:16] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:01:25] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:01:35] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:01:47] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

[00:01:57] Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck

[00:02:09] For the rain to gather for the wind to suck

[00:02:20] For the sun to rot for the trees to drop

[00:02:38] Here is a strange and bitter crop