Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Fruit

Southern trees bear a strange
Blood on the leaves and blood at the
bodies swingin' in the Southern breeze
Strange fruit from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant
The bulgin' and the twisted mouth
Scent of sweet and fresh
Then the sudden of burnin' flesh

is a fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to
For the sun to rot, for the to drop
is a strange and bitter crop

Southern trees bear a fruit
Blood on the leaves and at the root
Black bodies swingin' in the Southern
Strange fruit hangin' from the trees