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 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 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 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!”

Eagles - Hotel California

Prevod na srpski

Hotel Kalifornija

Na mračnom pustinjskom autoputu, hladan vetar u mojoj kosi
Topli miris pupoljaka marihuane, dizao se kroz vazduh
Malo dalje ispred, video sam trepćuće svetlo
Glava mi je postala teška i vid mi se zamutio
Morao sam stati da prenoćim
Ona je stajala tamo na ulazu;
Čuo sam misionarsko zvono
I mislio sam u sebi:
“Ovo bi mogao biti raj, a mogao bi biti i pakao˝
Zatim je svećom osvetlila i pokazala mi put
Čuo sam zvukove dole niz hodnik,
Učinilo mi se da kažu…

Dobro došao u “Hotel Kalifornija”
Tako divno mesto
Tako divno lice
Ima mnogo soba u “Hotelu Kalifornija”
U svako doba godine, možes ih naći ovde

Nju zanima samo moć i lova, imala je Mercedes Benz
Imala je puno lepih, lepih momaka, koje je zvala prijateljima
Kako plešu u dvorištu, slatki letnji znoj.
Neki plešu da se podsete, neki plešu da zaborave

Pa sam pozvao glavnog konobara,
“Molim vas donesite mi vino” On je rekao:
“Nismo imali to piće ovde još od 1968”.
I još uvek su se glasovi čuli iz daleka
Probude te u sred noći
Samo da bi čuo kako kažu…

Dobro došao u “Hotel Kalifornija”
Tako divno mesto
Tako divno lice
Oni se provode u “Hotelu Kalifornija”
Kakvo lepo iznenađenje, ponesi svoje alibije

Ogledalo na plafonu,
Roze šampanjac na ledu
I ona je rekla
“Mi smo svi ovde samo zarobljenici, našeg sopstvenog izuma”
I u glavnoj dvorani
Okupili su se na gozbi
Ubadali su sa čeličnim noževima
Ali, jednostavno, nisu mogli ubiti zver

Poslednje čega se sećam
Bežao sam prema vratima
Morao sam da nađem put nazad
Do mesta gde sam bio pre
“Opusti se” rekao je noćni čuvar
“Mi smo ovde da te primimo
Možeš se odjaviti kad god želiš
Ali nikada ne možeš otići”