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Hotel California

La canción Hotel California de los Eagles se interpreta a menudo como un cuento alegórico sobre el exceso y la decadencia de la cultura californiana en los años 70. Sin embargo, los miembros de la banda han afirmado que la letra tiene múltiples significados, incluida una crítica al materialismo y la pérdida de inocencia.

Tono: Bm

Introducción:

       Bm                                                                         F#7 
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
 A                                                                 E 
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
 G                                                                           D 
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
 Em                                                                                                                                   F#7 
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night
 Bm                                                                                             F#7 
There she stood in the door way, I heard the mission bell
 A                                                                                                                       E 
And I was thinking to myself this could heaven or this could be hell
 G                                                                     D 
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
 Em                                                                                                                   F#7 
There were voices down in the corridor, I thought I heard them say
 G                                                                             D 
Welcome to the Hotel California
 F#7                                                                                                                           Bm 
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face
 G                                                                                                       D 
They' re living it up in the Hotel California
 Em                                                                                                                           F#7 
Anytime of year (anytime of year) you can find it here
 Bm                                                                                 F#7 
Her mind was tiffany twisted, she got the mercedes benz...uh...
 A                                                                                                         E 
She had a lot of pretty, pretty boys, who she calls friends
 G                                                                                                   D 
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
 Em                                                                           F#7 
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
 Bm                                                                         F#7 
So I called up the captain, pleeeease bring me my wine...he said
 A                                                                                                               E 
We haven' t had that spirit here since 1969
 G                                                                                                                 D 
And still those voices are calling from faaaaaaaar awaaaaaay
 Em                                                                                                                 F#7 
Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say
 G                                                                             D 
Welcome to the Hotel California
 F#7                                                                                                                           Bm 
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face
 G                                                                                                       D 
They' re living it up at the Hotel California
 Em                                                                                                                           F#7 
Anytime of year (anytime of year) you can find it here
 Bm                                                           F#7 
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champaign on ice...and she said
 A                                                                                         E 
We are all just prisoners here of our own device
 G                                                                                           D 
And in the master' s chambers, they gathered for their feast
 Em                                                                                                                               F#7 
They stab it with their steely knives but they just can' t kill the beast
 Bm                                                                                 F#7 
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
 A                                                                                                               E 
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
 G                                                                                                 D 
Relax said the night man, we are programmed to receive
 Em                                                                                                             F#7 
You can check out anytime you' d like, but you can' t never leave

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