[Дина]

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
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was ing 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

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)
.........

[Praya]

Мюзикл Чикаго – Наша жизнь

[нюрка]

http://youtu.be/zpqNZXk_3k4

[Владимир]

[maksimkrutoy]

классные треки