Hotel California

Spanish

Hotel California

Por el camino del desierto
El viento me despeina
Sube el aroma de colita
Luna, luna de nadie
Ella a lo lejos
Una luz centela
La idea de mi estar

Quedar por la noche
Alli estaba a la entrada
Y las campanas a sonar
Y me di con llamarme mismo
Que es puerta del cielo
Ella enciende una vela
En muestra del camino
Suenan voces en el corredor
Y lo que indican diciend

(In English)

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place

Ella al lado que brillaba
Tenia una Mercedes
Rodeada de chicos guapos
Ella llamaba amigos

Cuando viene despacio
Del tumba de verano
Aquel era pa recordar
Y otro pa olvidar

Le pedi al capitan
Que sirve el vino
Y pedi con un amor
Tenido este alcohol
De este sesenta y nueve
Famosa y que llamando
Pues me va a despertar
La noche para decir

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place

(Speaking)

El espejo en el techo
Champana en el hielo
Y ella dijo somos todos prisioneros
De propia voluntad
Y en los cuartos principales
Hacen sucias esta
Hasta aca a la bestia
Pero no la logra a matar

(Singing again)

Mi ultimo recuerdo
Corria hacia la puerta
Ver una candela en el camino
Por donde habia llegado
"Relax" dijo el portero
Por mi es honor recibir
Puede salir cuando quiere
Pero nunca yo partir

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place

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English

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 door-way;
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 place)
Such a lovely face.

Plenty a room at the hotel California
any time of year (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 coutryard,
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 ninteen 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 hotal California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.

They living it up at the hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis...

Mirrors on the ceiling
the pink shampagne on ice
and she said:"We are all just prisoners here
of our own device."
And in the master's chambers
they gathered for their feast.
They stabbed 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 a passage back to the place I was before.
"Relax," said the night man "we are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like
but you can never leave..."

Submitted by Mar1a_P on Thu, 18/03/2010 - 20:30
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