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  • Текст песни The Eagles - Hotel California

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    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 check out any time you like,
    But you can never leave.

    На темном и пустынном шоссе, холодный
    ветер трепал мои волосы
    Теплый запах колитас поднимался от земли
    Как вдруг впереди я увидел мерцающий свет
    Голова уже клонилась от усталости, а глаза закрывались
    Нужно было остановиться и переночевать

    Она стояла в дверях
    Я услышал, как звонит служебный колокольчик
    И подумал – «это должно быть рай, или может быть ад»
    Потом она зажгла свечу, чтобы осветить мне дорогу
    Дальше по коридору я слышал голоса
    Мне показалось, что я услышал:

    Добро пожаловать в отель Калифорния
    Такое приятное местечко
    Такое приятное личико
    В отеле Калифорния мест еще много
    Остановиться можно в любое время года.

    Она «повернута» на Тиффани, и ездит на Мерседесе
    У нее масса красивых мальчиков, которых она зовет друзьями
    Они танцуют на площадке, ощущая сладкий запах летнего пота
    Некоторые танцуют, чтобы вспомнить, кто-то чтобы забыть

    Я позвал метрдотеля
    «Пожалуйста, принесите мне вина»
    Он сказал «У нас его не было с 1969»
    А знакомые голоса все звали издалека
    Будили в полночь
    Чтобы услышать, о чем они говорят

    Добро пожаловать в отель Калифорния
    Такое приятное местечко
    Такое приятное личико
    Они «дают жару» в отеле Калифорния
    Приятный сюрприз – но позаботьтесь об алиби

    Зеркала на потолке
    Розовое шампанское на льду
    И она сказала «Мы все здесь добровольные пленники»
    А в хозяйских апартаментах
    Они собрались на празднество и вонзают свои стальные ножи
    Но никак не могут убить зверя

    Последнее, что я помню…
    Я бежал к двери
    Мне надо было найти выход
    К месту, откуда я пришел
    «Расслабься»- сказал ночной портье
    Мы работаем только на прием
    Ты можешь выписаться в любое время
    Но уехать не сможешь никогда.

    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 check out any time you like,
    But you can never leave.

    On a dark and deserted highway , cool
    wind in my hair
    Warm smell kolitas raised off the ground
    Suddenly I saw in front of a flickering light
    Head is sloped from exhaustion, and his eyes were closed
    We had to stop and spend the night

    She stood in the doorway
    I heard the bell ringing service
    And I thought - " this must be heaven , or maybe hell"
    Then she lit up a candle to light my way
    Down the hall , I heard voices
    I thought that I heard :

    Welcome to the Hotel California
    Such a lovely place
    Such a lovely face
    Hotel California for many more places
    You can stay at any time of year .

    She " turned " on Tiffany , and drives a Mercedes
    She has a lot of beautiful boys that she calls friends
    They're dancing on the floor , feeling the sweet smell of summer sweat
    Some dance to remember , some to forget

    I called the head waiter
    " Please bring me my wine "
    He said, "We did not have it since 1969 "
    A familiar voice called from afar all
    Awakened at midnight
    To hear what they're saying

    Welcome to the Hotel California
    Such a lovely place
    Such a lovely face
    They give " heat " in the hotel California
    A pleasant surprise - but take care of the alibi

    Mirrors on the ceiling
    Pink champagne on ice
    And she said, " We're all voluntary prisoners "
    And in the master suite
    They gathered at the festival and betray their steel knives
    But can not kill the beast

    The last thing I remember ...
    I ran to the door
    I had to find a way out
    To the place where I came from
    "Relax ," - said the night man
    We work only on reception
    You can check out any time
    But you can not ever leave .

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