Cifras para Violão Hotel California

A música Hotel California dos Eagles é frequentemente interpretada como um conto alegórico sobre o excesso e a decadência da cultura californiana nos anos 70. No entanto, os membros da banda afirmaram que a letra tem múltiplos significados, incluindo uma crítica ao materialismo e à perda de inocência.

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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
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Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
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Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
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My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night
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There she stood in the door way, I heard the mission bell
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And I was thinking to myself this could heaven or this could be hell
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Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
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There were voices down in the corridor, I thought I heard them say
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Welcome to the Hotel California
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Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face
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They're living it up in the Hotel California
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Anytime of year (anytime of year) you can find it here
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Her mind was tiffany twisted, she got the mercedes benz...uh...
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She had a lot of pretty, pretty boys, who she calls friends
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How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
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Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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So I called up the captain, pleeeease bring me my wine...he said
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We haven't had that spirit here since 1969
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And still those voices are calling from faaaaaaaar awaaaaaay
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Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say
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Welcome to the Hotel California
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Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face
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They're living it up at the Hotel California
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Anytime of year (anytime of year) you can find it here
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Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champaign on ice...and she said
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We are all just prisoners here of our own device
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And in the master's chambers, they gathered for their feast
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They stab it with their steely knives but they just can't kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
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I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
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Relax said the night man, we are programmed to receive
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You can check out anytime you'd like, but you can't never leave
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