《Strange Fruit》歌词

[00:00:00] Strange Fruit - Melbreeze/Bill Cunliffe/Ray Brinker/Walter Rodriguez

[00:00:13] Southern trees bear a strange fruit

[00:00:21] Blood on the leaves

[00:00:22] And blood at the root

[00:00:28] Black bodies swinging

[00:00:30] In the southern breeze

[00:00:34] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:00:48] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:00:55] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:01:04] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:01:12] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

[00:01:26] Here is the fruit for the crows to pluck

[00:01:35] For the rain to gather

[00:01:38] For the wind to suck

[00:01:42] For the sun to rot

[00:01:45] For the trees to drop

[00:01:53] Here is a strange and bitter crop

[00:02:46] Southern trees bear a strange fruit

[00:02:50] Blood on the leaves

[00:02:51] And blood at the root

[00:02:54] Black bodies swinging

[00:02:55] In the southern breeze

[00:02:58] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:03:02] Black bodies swinging

[00:03:03] In the southern breeze

[00:03:05] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:03:09] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:03:17] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:03:25] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:03:32] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

[00:03:40] Here is fruit for the crows to pluck

[00:03:43] For the rain to gather

[00:03:45] For the wind to suck

[00:03:47] For the sun to rot

[00:03:49] For the trees to drop

[00:03:51] Here is a strange and bitter crop

[00:04:03] Southern trees bear a strange fruit

[00:04:07] Blood on the leaves

[00:04:08] And blood at the root

[00:04:11] Black bodies swinging

[00:04:12] In the southern breeze

[00:04:14] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:04:18] So strange

[00:04:22] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:04:26] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:04:30] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:04:34] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

[00:04:42] Here is the fruit for the crows to pluck

[00:04:45] For the rain to gather

[00:04:47] For the wind to suck

[00:04:49] For the sun to rot

[00:04:51] For the trees to drop

[00:04:53] Here is a strange and bitter crop

[00:05:01] Crop crop