《Strange Fruit》歌词

[00:00:00] Strange Fruit - Sounds Of Blackness

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

[00:00:12] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root

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

[00:00:33] Oh the strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:00:42] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:00:50] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:00:59] A gental scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:01:08] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

[00:01:19] Here is fruit for the crows to pluck

[00:01:28] For the rain to gather

[00:01:35] For the wind to suck

[00:01:42] For the sun

[00:01:48] For the sun to rot for the trees to drop

[00:02:03] Here is a strange and bitter crop