Текст песни Sting and Police - Strange Fruit, слова песни Sting and Police

Текст песни Sting and Police - Strange Fruit

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words and music by Lewis AllenSouthern trees bear a strange fruitBlood on the leaves, blood at the rootBlack bodies swinging in the southern breezeStrange fruit hanging from the poplar tree.Pastoral scene of the gallant SouthThe bulging eyes, and the twisted mouthScent of magnolia, cool and freshAnd the smell of the burning flesh.Here is the fruit for the crows to pluckFor the rain to gather, for the wind to suckFor the sun to rot, for a tree to dropHere is a strange and bitter crop.So strangeSo strange

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Strange Fruit

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