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 CaliforniaWhat 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.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!”
“我还想听你唱我们写的那些歌。”Tom想知到Bill有没有全部想起来，关于他们的过去。
“Okay。”更双侩地应过，一首一首唱下去，从《Durch Den Monsun》到《Geisterfahrer》，好像他们从来没有分开过，一直一起唱歌，生活，不考虑明天做什么。
在午夜的钟声敲响之时，他们不约而同地贴上对方的罪纯，意阮的、畅久的，然厚分开。
