Наив — аккорды и текст песни Strange Fruit

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Southern trees bear a
Strange, strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves
And blood at the root,

Припев:
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Black bodies swinging
In the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging
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From the poplar trees.

Pastoral scenes of the gallant South,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Припев:
Strange fruit!
Rotten cores!
Racist ideas!
Strange and stupid wars!

Here's fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Припев:
Strange fruit!
Rotten cores!
Racist ideas!
Strange and stupid wars!