《Strange Fruit》歌词

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

[00:00:13] Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots

[00:00:27] Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze

[00:00:41] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

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

[00:01:09] The bulging eyes and twisted mouth

[00:01:23] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:01:38] And the sudden smell of burning flesh

[00:01:53] Here is the fruit

[00:01:58] For the crows to pluck

[00:02:05] For the rain to gather

[00:02:12] For the wind to suck

[00:02:23] For the sun to rot

[00:02:32] For the tree to drop

[00:02:48] Here is a strange and bitter and bitter crop

[00:03:10] Strange Fruit - Diana Ross