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. |
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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.
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 .
