Video And Subtitle Edition Irineu Damo
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
Mirrors on the ceiling
The 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
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...
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