歌曲 | Strange Fruit |
歌手 | Karan Casey |
Southern trees bearing strange fruit | |
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root | |
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze | |
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees | |
Pastoral scene of the gallant south | |
Them big bulging eyes and the twisted mouth | |
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh | |
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh | |
Here is fruit for the crows to pluck | |
For the rain to gather, for the winds to suck | |
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop | |
Here is a strange and bitter crop |