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Текст песни Nina Simone - Strange Fruit

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Seven treesBearin` strange fruitBlood on the leavesAnd blood at the rootsBlack bodiesSwinging in the southern breezeStrange fruit hangin`From the poplar treesPastoral sceneOf the gallant southThem big bulging eyesAnd the twisted mouthScent of magnoliaClean and freshThen the sudden smellOf burnin` fleshHere is a fruitFor the crows to pluckFor the rain to gatherFor the wind to suckFor the sun to rotFor the leaves to dropHere isStrange and bitter crop

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