Mariachi Garibaldi - Hotel California | Текст песни

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• Mariachi Garibaldi
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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, my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
She stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
I was thinking to myself,
“this could be heaven or this could be hell”
Then she lit up a candle and showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Bienvenidos al hotel California
Que bonito es, que bonito es
Bienvenidos al hotel California
Que bonito es, que bonito es

Mirrors on the ceiling,
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
Trying to find my way 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't ever leave!”

Bienvenidos al hotel California
Que bonito es, que bonito es
Bienvenidos al hotel California
Que bonito es, que bonito es

Bienvenidos al hotel California
Que bonito es, que bonito es
Bienvenidos al hotel California
Que bonito es, que bonito es

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