Strange Fruit-Billie Holiday

[ti:Strange Fruit] [ar:Billie Holiday] [al:Billie Holiday: Ken Burns's Jazz] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Strange Fruit - Billie Holiday (比莉.荷莉戴) [00:35.56]Written by：Abel Meeropol [01:11.12]Southern trees bear a strange fruit [01:17.10] [01:18.74]Blood on the leaves and blood at the root [01:24.71] [01:26.44]Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze [01:33.50] [01:34.43]Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees [01:40.36] [01:50.56]Pastoral scene of the gallant south [01:56.45] [01:58.72]The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth [02:04.71] [02:06.46]Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh [02:13.40] [02:14.80]Then the sudden smell of burning flesh [02:21.12] [02:23.15]Here is fruit for the crows to pluck [02:29.21] [02:30.06]For the rain to gather for the wind to suck [02:37.54] [02:38.23]For the sun to rot for the trees to drop [02:49.78] [02:52.13]Here is a strange and bitter crop