Текст песни NINA SIMONE - Strange Fruit, слова песни NINA SIMONE

Текст песни NINA SIMONE - Strange Fruit

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Текст песни NINA SIMONE - Strange Fruit

Lewis Allen, Sonny White Seven treesBearin' strange fruitBlood on the leavesAnd blood at the rootsBlack bodies( )Swinging 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 cropAs singed by Billie HolidaySouthern trees bear strange fruit,Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,

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Strange Fruit

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