Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Fruit

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

Pastoral scene of the south
Of the eyes and the twisted mouth
of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning

Here is for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to
Here is a and bitter crop