На пустынном хайвее ветер в волосы бьёт
Запах трав душу греет, призывает в полёт,
Там маячит врастяжку убегающий свет,
В голове моей тяжко. Почти заносит в кювет…
Торможу, всем привет...
И она там стояла. Слышу, где-то звонят.
За себя, в мыслях, рад:
"В небесах побывала, попадала и в Ад".
Свет включила прибора, за собой повела.
Голос из коридора вдруг доносит слова:
"Добро пожаловать в отель Калифорния,
Не прекраснее мест! И чудесный фейс!
Много комнат здесь, в отеле Калифорния,
Лучшее время Вам выпало здесь."
Она, от "Тиффани" млела, и от Мерседес-Бенц
Друзей, не редко, имела, мечтавших с ней под венец.
Как они танцевали – сладкий пот лил ручьём:
Кто хотел что-то вспомнить, кто — забыть обо всём.
Я спросил в номер "Старки", но услышал в ответ:
"У нас нет этой марки, простите, несколько лет".
А голоса продолжали издалёка звучать,
И не спать заставляли, чтобы вновь услыхать:
"Добро пожаловать в отель Калифорния,
Прекрасное место! И расчудесный фейс!
Много комнат в отеле Калифорния,
Лучшее время Вам выпало здесь."
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отель Калифорния
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Hotel California
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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 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
Her mind is Tiffany twisted
She got a 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...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
(Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
(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
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
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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 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
Her mind is Tiffany twisted
She got a 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...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
(Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
(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
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
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