Афонина Татьяна фотограф Москва
1,661 3 часа назад

Текст песни Nina Simone - Strange Fruit

Nina Simone - Strange Fruit слова песни

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

Другие песни Nina Simone:

Nina Simone - Dont Smoke in Bed
3 часа назад 1,969 (не задано)
Nina Simone - Either Way I lose
3 часа назад 1,639 (не задано)
Nina Simone - End of the Line
3 часа назад 1,142 (не задано)
Nina Simone - Erets Zavat Chalav
3 часа назад 2,033 (не задано)
Nina Simone - Everyone`s Gone To the Moon
6 часов назад 1,377 (не задано)