Текст песни Diana Ross - Strange Fruit, слова песни Diana Ross

Текст песни Diana Ross - Strange Fruit

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(l. allan)Southern trees bear a strange fruitBlood on the leaves and blood at the rootsBlack bodies swingin in the southern breezeStrange fruit hangin from the poplar treesPastoral scene of the gallant southThe bulging eyes and twisted mouthScent of magnolias sweet and freshAnd the sudden smell of burning fleshHere is the fruitFor the crows to pluckFor the rain to gatherFor the wind to suckFor the sun to rotFor the tree to dropHere is a strange and bitter crop

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Strange Fruit

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