EAGLES

Hotel California
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine" he said
"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face

They livin' it up at the Hotel California

What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said
"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember
I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax" said the night man
"We are programmed to receive
You can checkout any time you like
But you can never leave!"

Hotel California
Versions: #1#2
Pe o autostrad pustie i ntunecoas, cu pletele n vntul rece
Un miros cald de canabis nlndu-se n aer,
Sus,nainte,n deprtare, am vzut o lumin licrind
Capul a nceput s m doar i vederea mi s-a slbit
A trebuit s m opresc noaptea.
Acolo sttea ea, n pragul uii,
Am auzit clopotul bisericii
i m-am gndit:
Acesta ar putea fi raiul sau iadul.
i atunci ea a aprins o lumnare i mi-a artat drumul
Se auzeau voci de-a lungul coridorului,
Mi s-a prut c le aud zicnd:
Bine ai venit la Hotelul California,
Un loc att de frumos,
Un chip att de frumos.
Camere din belug la Hotelul California
n orice perioad a anului
Poi gsi aici.
Are mintea sucit dup Tiffany*, i-a luat un Mercedes,
Are muli biei drgui crora ea le zice prieteni.
Ce mai danseaz n curte, dulce transpiraie de var
Unii danseaz pentru a-i aminti, alii danseaz pentru a uita
Aa c l-am chemat pe Cpitan:
Te rog adu-mi vinul!
El a zis: Nu am mai avut starea asta de spirit aici din 1969
i acele voci mai strig nc din deprtare,
Te trezesc n mijlocul nopii
Doar pentru a le auzi spunnd:
Bine ai venit la Hotelul California,
Un loc att de frumos,
Un chip att de frumos.

La Hotelul California se triete pe cai mari

Ce surpriz plcut, pregtete-i alibiurile!
Oglinzi pe tavan,
ampanie roz la ghea,
i ea a zis: Toi suntem doar prizonieri aici, ai propriilor noastre dorine
i n apartamentul prezidenial
S-au adunat pentru festin,
Au njunghiat-o cu cuitele lor de oel,
Dar pur i simplu nu pot s ucid bestia.
Ultimul lucru pe care mi-l amintesc e c eu
Alergam nspre u,
A trebuit s gsesc drumul napoi
Ctre locul unde eram nainte
Relaxeaz-te, zice recepionerul din tura de noapte,
Programul nostru e pentru a primi.
Poi s predai cheia de la camer oricnd vrei
Dar nu poi niciodat s pleci!