domingo, 24 de diciembre de 2006

Hotel California - The Eagles

Eagles son una banda de rock americana que se dio a conocer en Los Angeles, California a principios de los años 70.

En 1976 Eagles publica su mejor álbum y el más vendido. El título era "Hotel California", que terminó de catapultar a los Eagles a la cima de la fama y con el que ganaron un Grammy. En "Hotel California" los Eagles aportan su visión agridulce de la sociedad norteamericana a través de las ventanas de un hotel que representa metafóricamente el mundo de las drogas. "Hotel California" es uno de los discos más vendidos de la historia y su tema estrella y que le da título ha sido reconocida como una de las mejores canciones, y aun hoy en día sigue apareciendo en las listas de las 10 canciones más importantes de la historia de la música. De ese álbum se extrajo una frase que pasó a formar parte del lenguaje popular norteamericano: "vivir en la vía rápida" (Life in the fast lane).


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 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

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