Текст песни Hotel California - Eve St. Jones

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 place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of 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
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 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 (she said)
We are all just prisoners here, of our own device
And in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast
They 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