domingo, 18 de maio de 2008
Hotel California
Eagles - Hotel California
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 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 bends
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 havent 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...
Welcome 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 masters chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just cant 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 checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!
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6 comentários:
Esta música está em 49º lugar da lista de 2004 da revista Rolling Stone, de modo que já entrou na galeria dos clássicos.
Cá por mim, deve ter sido o slow que mais vezes dancei, conjuntamente com o "My Way" do Frank Sinatra... ;)
Já cá estamos as do lar da idosos a fazer os coros. Adoro isto, Fausto! (De My Way é que não sou).
Ah ah ah ah! Eu sabia! Menino!
Ah muito bem!! E sabes tocar isto, sabes? Eu sei!!! ;)
Gosto muito!!!
E também gosto do 'My way', mas é mais dificil de cantar. Eu e os graves não nos amamos...
Esta rivalidade musical com o estica só nos faz bem! Olha ela a arrepiar-se e a pular na cadeira dançando! Adorei!
tete, eu queria encontrar essa lista mas ja googlei e nada :(
sun, para a semana acho que faço a vontade ao estica
estica, nao esperas pela demora (mas acho que nao chego ao exito do reculuso)
safira, nao sei mas vou aprender so para fazermos coro :P
van, é pena que ele so meta musica de vez em quando :P
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