Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Fruit (Tricky/Tool Remix)

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

Pastoral scene of the South
The eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of sweet and fresh
Then the smell of burnin' flesh

Here is a fruit for the to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the to suck
For the sun to rot, for the to drop
Here is a strange and bitter