Strange Fruit - Billie Holiday

　やっぱり、ビリー ホリデイは、この歌を歌うために生まれたのだと思う。

　いまでも、世界中に「奇妙な果実」が成り続けている。

Billie Holiday Strange Fruit 1939

Strange Fruit ; By Lewis Allen

　　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 crop.