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 As árvores do Sul carregadas de fruta estranha Sangue nas folhas e sangue na raiz Corpos negros a balançar na brisa do Sul Fruta estranha pendurada nos choupos Cena pastoral do Sul galante Os olhos esbugalhados e a boca torcida O cheiro das magnolias, doce e fresco E o cheiro súbito de carne queimada Eis aqui fruta para os corvos debicarem Para a chuva juntar, para o vento sugar P...
"Examinai tudo. Retende o bem", I Tessalonicenses 5:21