Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Fruit

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

Pastoral scene of the gallant
The eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning

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