Hotel California  Иглз
Отель Калифорния
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 [bad word] ,
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way,
There were voices down the corridor, 
I thought I heard them say... 

 [bad word] to the Hotel California, 
Such a lovely place,
Such a lovely face, 
Plenty of room 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 summer 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, 
Just to hear them say... 

 [bad word] to the Hotel California, 
Such a lovely place, 
Such a lovely face, 
They livin’ it up at the Hotel California, 
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis, 

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, 
The stab it with their steely knives, 
But they just can`t kill the beast, 

Last thing I remember, I was,  [bad word] 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.