Nina Simone: Strange Fruit

aus dem Album: Pastel Blues

Songtext:
Lewis allen, sonny white Bonn Homepagegestaltung

Seven trees
Bearin' strange fruit
Blood on the leaves Glas Folie
And blood at the roots
Black bodies
Swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin' infoblog
From the poplar trees
Pastoral scene
Of the gallant south
Them big bulging eyes Sanierungsobjekte
And the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolia
Clean and fresh
Then the sudden smell Schweine im Weltall
Of burnin' flesh
Here is a fruit
For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather Nachrichten 24 Stunden
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.