加州旅店
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 in corridor
I thought I heard them say.....
welcome to the hotel California
such a lovely place
such a lovely face
plenty of rooms 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 summers 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