 鲜花( 152)  鸡蛋( 1)
|
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
" t+ v) L( S+ e- I1 `) A$ xWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air2 P2 s- I3 ~, z2 d
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light8 \. }8 c/ o" g/ W
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
0 t1 S- ^0 U- K& BI had to stop for the night+ @3 N2 H7 k* E' a) w, i" \
There she stood in the doorway;
+ P8 t+ a+ e4 a. u. t" XI heard the mission bell
$ h. ^! ]5 t' X+ a( ]/ v% |And I was thinking to myself,
+ `$ H7 K( v7 D2 q5 ~6 C’this could be heaven or this could be hell’7 e* D7 T* d2 y2 _) J: z, H+ t
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way5 |( F8 u# i9 i* T0 P
There were voices down the corridor,
: ~3 J* i% G4 ~/ ~# jI thought I heard them say...
; S* S4 D' x' B* t; ` V, q9 q
' e( D2 m' O9 i. W4 p- j8 DWelcome to the hotel california5 |# i+ l: V2 \8 ^
Such a lovely place3 j* o% q4 J3 C- ?; _5 m I5 t
Such a lovely face4 {, S+ J* B* g r+ {1 F: Y# \
Plenty of room at the hotel california$ K+ s# B) E# T: ]9 s( D
Any time of year, you can find it here
( k5 w6 V; V! g0 S: J. X' L+ V
: A" I8 n, A7 D( X& [Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends# |; B; p# x% Y; {1 g; I8 K/ ?/ O# Z
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
# E7 o. S3 v" v/ X2 C! F; E) O5 gHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
1 A# W' s& ]0 uSome dance to remember, some dance to forget- n0 x: w7 @9 V( ^
/ X) F/ j0 S2 M! v, H3 R
So I called up the captain,
+ M, \% D4 A1 B( \( E% Z* b6 v’please bring me my wine’
: P: C# E1 Y. fHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’5 j7 X0 F, P" }+ H/ c1 h
And still those voices are calling from far away,5 n y# {. h. J3 ]* L
Wake you up in the middle of the night. |4 Y2 d$ j" W, R. B- J0 a& y
Just to hear them say..." S9 M _7 P% t* n
* }. e. C0 Z/ k. t- b
Welcome to the hotel california
+ B7 p& b9 Y' y+ v/ @Such a lovely place
6 O4 P& o6 @; TSuch a lovely face+ U( l8 x* z0 W
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
$ u! ?% u, ]7 Z7 K$ b; P- U% ZWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
. r$ x A/ F/ n+ ?/ N3 `2 \/ P
9 q: q" h) P* t! C9 cMirrors on the ceiling,
+ m- I' }3 U. D; tThe pink champagne on ice8 t7 j2 w! r( [ O0 z$ V a
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
' |1 o! \% E& K: B% l2 q% z/ e8 B# cAnd in the master’s chambers,
# x# n6 G w1 E9 V- @' F$ v! fThey gathered for the feast% D8 c# R" {$ \# J1 D$ V
The stab it with their steely knives,
) c! B/ c9 h x8 {But they just can’t kill the beast- I" N" I4 ?1 q& b# q
3 v, s( t" X' n: y9 a7 H. U7 q
Last thing I remember, I was) k0 N; d( e; U7 o7 R: m
Running for the door
A* E/ T" `6 { h: u1 h( \I had to find the passage back8 ~1 F% `5 Z9 m7 q9 H7 o0 _
To the place I was before- S6 m' h `5 S% U
’relax,’ said the night man,7 @7 D6 u3 T! t' B" p' b! u4 ?
We are programmed to receive.9 P8 ^* f, K% t) U+ U' F. U2 ~* U
You can checkout any time you like,
( m2 D6 Z, ], |9 z0 A! K: Z! `& K/ |# WBut you can never leave! |
|