《Strange Fruit》歌词

[00:00:00] Strange Fruit - Cassandra Wilson (卡珊卓·威尔森)

[00:00:52] Southern trees bear strange fruit

[00:01:08] Blood on the leaves and blood at the root

[00:01:23] Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze

[00:01:39] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

[00:02:43] Pastoral scene of the gallant south

[00:02:58] The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

[00:03:12] Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh

[00:03:28] Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

[00:03:44] Here is fruit for the crows to pluck

[00:03:57] For the rain to gather for the wind to suck

[00:04:13] For the sun to rot for the trees to drop

[00:04:28] Here is a strange and bitter cry