《Strange Fruit》歌词

[00:00:00] Strange Fruit - Billie Holiday (比莉·哈乐黛)

[00:01:03] Southern trees bear a strange fruit

[00:01:10] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root

[00:01:17] Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze

[00:01:25] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:01:39] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:01:47] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:01:54] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:02:01] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

[00:02:09] Here is fruit for the crows to pluck

[00:02:16] For the rain to gather for the wind to suck

[00:02:23] For the sun to rot for the trees to drop

[00:02:36] Here is a strange and bitter crop