《Strange Fruit》歌词

[00:00:03] Strange Fruit - Maarit

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

[00:01:09] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root

[00:01:18] Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze

[00:01:27] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:01:55] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:02:05] Those bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:02:14] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:02:24] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

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

[00:02:40] For the rain to gather for the wind to suck

[00:02:50] For the sun to rot for the tree to drop

[00:03:08] Here is a strange and bitter crop