Текст песни Eagles - The Heart Of The Matter

On the highway in the middle of the desert
Light breeze in your hair
Warm smell of colitas
Quiet rustling in the bushes
Light in a distant window
Keeps on flickering
I'm walking down the path
Stay overnight

She opened the door
The church bells are calling
Only a thought flashed:
"What awaits me here?"
Here she takes the candles
And leads me into the house
I can hear someone speak
I can hardly disassemble:

Welcome to Hotel California
How cute is it here
Lovely faces are countless!
There are many places at the Hotel California
Any day and hour
Here you will find us


There is a holiday in her head
In the garage - Mercedes
Every day a new boy
"Friend" became and disappeared.
In the yard, the dance beckons
Summer sweet sweat
Someone will leave a memory
Someone will kill the memory

I called the boy:
"Bring wine"
(he said:) "We have no bottle
For a very long time "
And from the gloomy distance
Voices will be calling
In the middle of the night they will wake up
To just say:

Welcome to Hotel California
How cute is it here
Lovely faces are countless!
There are many places at the Hotel California
Any day and hour
Here you will find us


The ceiling is mirrored here
And there is ice in the champagne
she quietly said: "We are here prisoners of the beast
Here he lives in everyone "
For feasts in this hall
They were going
The beast was cut with steel
But they could not kill.

And the last I remember
The way I ran to the door
I couldn't stay
The way back I was looking
"Calm down" - said
No way out of here
You can try for a long time
But you can't leave ...

Instead of an epilogue:

Welcome to Hotel California
How cute is it here
Lovely faces are countless!
There are many places at the Hotel California
Any day and hour
Here you will find us