Текст песни Sting - Strange Fruit, слова песни Sting

Текст песни Sting - Strange Fruit

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STING - STRANGE FRUIT (Billie Holiday)Southern trees bear a strange fruit,Blood on the leaves and blood at the rootBlack bodies swinging in the southern breezeStrange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.Pastoral scene of the gallant SouthBulging eyes and the twisted mouthScent of magnolia sweet and freshAnd the sudden smell of 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 the trees to dropHere is a strange and bitter crop.

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