Текст (слова) песни: Nina Simone - Strange Fruit

Lewis Allen, Sonny White

Seven trees
Bearin` strange fruit
Blood on the leaves
And blood at the roots
Black bodies
Swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin`
From the poplar trees
Pastoral scene
Of the gallant south
Them big bulging eyes
And the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolia
Clean and fresh
Then the sudden smell
Of burnin` flesh
Here is a fruit
For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the leaves to drop
Here is
Strange and bitter crop
As singed by Billie Holiday

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter cry.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Nina Simone - Strange Fruit Lewis Allen, Sonny White Seven trees Bearin` strange fruit Blood on the leaves And blood at the roots Black bodies Swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hangin` From the poplar trees Pastoral scene Of the gallant south Them big bulging eyes And the twisted mouth Scent of magnolia Clean and fresh Then the sudden smell Of burnin` flesh Here is a fruit For the crows to pluck For the rain to gather For the wind to suck For the sun to rot For the leaves to drop Here is Strange and bitter crop As singed by Billie Holiday Southern trees bear strange fruit, Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. Pastoral scene of the gallant south, The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth, Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh, Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is fruit for the crows to pluck, For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck, For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop, Here is a strange and bitter cry. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Strange Fruit: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/14422.html Все тексты песен: Nina Simone » Nina Simone - Twelfth Of Never » Nina Simone - Willow Weep For Me » Nina Simone - Please Read Me » Nina Simone - One September Day » Nina Simone - Tomorrow » Nina Simone - Our Love (Will See Us Through) » Nina Simone - Mood Indigo » Nina Simone - Just Say I Love Him » Nina Simone - For All We Know » Nina Simone - I`m Gonna Leave You » Nina Simone - Silver City Bound » Nina Simone - Mississippi Goddam » Nina Simone - That`s Him Over There » Nina Simone - Gal From Joe`s » Nina Simone - I`m Gonna Leave You » Nina Simone - Young Knight » Nina Simone - My Mans Gone Now » Nina Simone - Ballad of Hollis Brown » Nina Simone - It Be`s That Way Sometime » Nina Simone - Another Spring Рекомендуем скачать: » Король и Шут - Сапоги мертвеца » Кай Метов - Ты решила так » Крупп Арон - Контрпесня » Круг Михаил - Катя » Кристиан Ако - Девушка моей мечты » Круг Михаил - Постой, душа » Каркас - Нагноение » Константин Беляев - Вклад ассенизатора в народное хозяйство » Крематорий - Рейсшина » Калина Виктор - НЕ ПРОВОЖАЙ » Круг - Кара-кум » Компьютерные пародии - Все это FidoNet » Кирилл Ривель - Не вечный зов, не вечный сон... » Круг Михаил - Мой сосед » Кирилл Ривель - Сыростью и мраком... » Крематорий - Ангел » Кирилл Ривель - Сорокалетье... немного странно... » Кирилл Ривель - Вот и вся моя жизнь... » Крематорий - Некрофилия » Кристина Орбакайте - Где я пела
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