Hotel California
Por el camino del desierto
El viento me despeina
Sube el aroma de colita
Luna, luna de nadie
Ella a lo lejos
Una luz centela
La idea de mi estar
Quedar por la noche
Alli estaba a la entrada
Y las campanas a sonar
Y me di con llamarme mismo
Que es puerta del cielo
Ella enciende una vela
En muestra del camino
Suenan voces en el corredor
Y lo que indican diciendo
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
Ella al lado que brillaba
Tenia una Mercedes
Rodeada de chicos guapos
Ella llamaba amigos
Cuando viene despacio
Del tumba de verano
Aquel era pa'recordar
Y otro pa' olvidar
Le pedi al capitan
Que sirve el vino
Y pedi con un amor
Tenido este alcohol
De este sesenta y nueve
Famosa y que llamando
Pues me va a despertar
La noche para decir
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
El espejo en el techo
Champana en el hielo
Y ella dijo somos todos prisioneros
De propia voluntad
Y en los cuartos principales
Hacen sucias esta
Hasta aca a la bestia
Pero no la logra a matar
Mi ultimo recuerdo
Corria hacia la puerta
Ver una candela en el camino
Por donde habia llegado
Relax dijo el portero
Por mi es honor recibir
Puede salir cuando quiere
Pero nunca yo partir
Hotel California
On the desert road
The wind messes up my hair
The smell of colitas rises
Moon, nobody's moon
She in the distance
A flickering light
The idea of my being
Staying for the night
There she was at the entrance
And the bells were ringing
And I found myself calling
This is the door to heaven
She lights a candle
As a sign of the way
Voices sound in the corridor
And what they indicate saying
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
She who shone beside
Had a Mercedes
Surrounded by handsome boys
She called them friends
When she comes slowly
From the summer tomb
That was to remember
And another to forget
I asked the captain
To serve the wine
And I asked with a love
Tinged with this alcohol
From this sixty-nine
Famous and calling
Because it will wake me up
The night to say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
The mirror on the ceiling
Champagne on ice
And she said we are all prisoners
Of our own will
And in the master rooms
They make it dirty
Up to here to the beast
But they can't kill it
My last memory
I ran to the door
Seeing a candle on the way
Where I had arrived
Relax said the gatekeeper
For me it is an honor to receive
You can leave whenever you want
But I never leave