《Strange Fruit》歌词

[00:00:01] Strange Fruit - Billie Holiday

[00:01:07] Southern trees bear strange fruit

[00:01:14] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root

[00:01:21] Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze

[00:01:29] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:01:44] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:01:53] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:02:00] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:02:08] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

[00:02:16] Here is fruit for the crows to pluck

[00:02:23] For the rain to gather for the wind to suck

[00:02:31] For the sun to rot for the trees to drop

[00:02:44] Here is a strange and bitter crop