Eagles "Hotel California" Review/Analysis

Описание: In this video, I share with you my own interpretations and impressions of the Eagles' quintessentially famous song "Hotel California." The lyric is hard to decipher. As a nonnative Speaker of English, I'm not even sure I can ever manage to understand it deeply enough, but I've been struggling to decipher its enigmatic message in my own way, anyway, for the past five years or so.

In one of my previous videos, I have presented this same song in Japanese. There I explained in Japanese what I thought each sentence meant.

(149) The Eagles の "Hotel California" (1977): 文法・和訳・意味・発音
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The lyric of the song

(1) On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distane, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night

(2) 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

(3) Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here

(4) Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes-Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friends
How they dance in the dourtyard, sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

(5) So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine"
He said, "we haven't had that spirit here since 1969"
And still those voices are callling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

(6) Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your abilis

(7) 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

(8) 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"