Gipsy Kings "Hotel California" lyrics

Hotel California

Por el camino del desiertoEl viento me despeinaSube el aroma de colitaLuna, luna de nadieElla a lo lejosUna luz centelaLa idea de mi estar

Quedar por la nocheAlli estaba a la entradaY las campanas a sonarY me di con llamarme mismoQue es puerta del cieloElla enciende una velaEn muestra del caminoSuenan voces en el corredorY lo que indican diciend

(In English)

Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely placeSuch a lovely place

Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely placeSuch a lovely place

Ella al lado que brillabaTenia una MercedesRodeada de chicos guaposElla llamaba amigos

Cuando viene despacioDel tumba de veranoAquel era pa recordarY otro pa olvidar

Le pedi al capitanQue sirve el vinoY pedi con un amorTenido este alcoholDe este sesenta y nueveFamosa y que llamandoPues me va a despertarLa noche para decir

Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely placeSuch a lovely place

Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely placeSuch a lovely place

(Speaking)

El espejo en el techoChampana en el hieloY ella dijo somos todos prisionerosDe propia voluntadY en los cuartos principalesHacen sucias estaHasta aca a la bestiaPero no la logra a matar

(Singing again)

Mi ultimo recuerdoCorria hacia la puertaVer una candela en el caminoPor donde habia llegado"Relax" dijo el porteroPor mi es honor recibirPuede salir cuando quierePero nunca yo partir

Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place

Hotel California

On a dark desert highway,cool wind in my hairwarm smell of colitasrising up through the air.Up ahead in the distanceI saw a shimmering light.My head grew heavy and my sight grew dimI had to stop for the night.

There she stood in the door-way;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 candleand she showed me the way.There were voices down the corridorI thought I heard them say:

Welcome to the hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place (such a lovely place)Such a lovely face.

Plenty a room at the hotel Californiaany time of year (any time of year)you can find it here.

Her mind is tiffany-twistedshe got the mercedes-benz.She got a lot of pretty, pretty boysthat she calls friends.How they dance in the coutryard,sweet summer sweat.Some dance to remembersome dance to forget.So I called up the captain"please bring me my wine".He said: "we haven't had that spirit heresince ninteen sixty nine".And still those voices are calling from far awaywake you up in the middle of the nightjust to hear them say:

Welcome to the hotal CaliforniaSuch a lovely place (such a lovely place)Such a lovely face.

They living it up at the hotel CaliforniaWhat a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)Bring your alibis...

Mirrors on the ceilingthe pink shampagne on iceand she said:"We are all just prisoners hereof our own device."And in the master's chambersthey gathered for their feast.They stabbed it with their steely knivesbut they just can't kill the beast.Last thing I rememberI was running for the door.I had to find a 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 likebut you can never leave..."