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Otel California

Otel California (engles: “Hotel California”) es un canta famosa par The Eagles (La Agilas), un bande american de musica roc. Lo ia apare en la album de 1976 con la mesma nom, e como un singular en 1977. Lo ia es scriveda par Don Felder, Don Henley, e Glenn Frey. En la rejistra orijinal, Henley es la cantor xef, e Felder e Joe Walsh es la solistes de gitar a la fini.

A la surfas, la canta es la nara de un viajor fatigada ci reposa a un otel de luso, do el deveni trapida como en un malsonia. Ma vera la canta es alegorial, e parla sur la periles de la materialisme.

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La tradui a su es par Simon Davies en 2010.

Me viaja a note,
Con venteta en fas,
Odores de plantas
Leva se a mea nas.
Ante me, tan distante,
Un lus apare sin form’,
Mea testa pende e me vide mal,
Me debe para per dorm’.

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.

A la porta un fem sta,
Su la campana de mis’,
E me no sabe esce me
Es en enferno o en paradis’.
El ensende un candela
E el mostra mea sal’,
Voses sona en la coredor,
Los pare parla tal:

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:

Bonveni a l’ Otel California,
Bela es la loc’,
Bela es la boc’,
Salas es libre a l’ Otel California,
E en no saison,
On es sin dispon’.

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.

La fem anela joalas,
E el ostenta dement’,
Aidada par la multe amis mas
Atraent’.
E dansante a estra
Los sui umid’,
En dans’ per recorda,
En dans’ per oblid’.

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted,
She got the Mercedes bends,
She got a lot of pretty pretty boys,
She calls friends.
How they dance in the courtyard,
Sweet summer sweat,
Some dance to remember,
Some dance to forget.

A l’ capitan me demanda:
“Mea vin’, per favor’.”
El dise: “Acel spirito manc’ a nos
Pos l’ anio sesdes-nov’.”
La voses clama ancora
De nonprosim’,
On velia a media de la not’
E los dise prim’:

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:

Bonveni a l’ Otel California,
Bela es la loc’,
Bela es la boc’,
Selebra tan multe a l’ Otel California,
Un surprende bel’,
On escus’ acel.

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.

Mirores a supra,
Xampanie fria ros,
La fem dis’: “Asi nos es ja en prison
An creada par nos.”
E los asembla per come
En salas de l’ senior,
An pos colpas con coteles fort’,
Esta bestia no es mor.

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.

Me recorda a fini
Ce me core en evad’,
Me xerca la pasaje per
Reateni la pasad’.
“Destensa,” on dise,
“Nos oteni par natur,
Nonposible es la parti pos
Suscrive la fatur’.”

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 check out any time you like
But you can never leave.”